when you rise again i'll have become the sun. i'll shine down upon you as if you were the only one.
hi, i'm sam
acoustic guitar
adjectives
adventures
the beatles
boyfriend the catcher in the rye
creative writing
diners
long car rides
mr fabulous peanut butter
reading
running
the '60s
snowboarding
whole-wheat anything
that's my man :)
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awake. shake dreams from your hair my pretty child, my sweet one. choose the day and choose the sign of your day.
the day's divinity, first thing you see.
a vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moon. couples naked race down by it's quiet side. and we laugh like soft, mad children, smug in the wooly cotton brains of infancy. the music and voices are all around us.
enter again the sweet forest. enter the hot dream. come with us, everything is broken up and dances.