Lackluster lunar lavenders October 3, 2020Carmel I. Am. Death. I’m dying. No. I am death-defying. Palm up. Palm down. Trace the fingers where the blood is drawn. Retry. Redo. Remake it again. You can make it again. Keep faith. Keep above. Don’t let the morning come without your love. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Like Loading...