Oh art, magic, and gemstones,
\nwhy are you what I love,
\nI don’t know
\nbut I’m glad you are in my heart,
\neveryday.<\/p>\n
Animals, sleep and incense sticks,
\npractically perfect in everyway,
\nthe sound of the animals,
\ntogether,
\nfills my ears,
\nthe way my head,
\ntouches the pillow,
\nseeing dreams,
\ndrift over me,
\nthe way gemstones,
\ntouch my hand,
\ncold but amazing,
\nthe way they’re different,
\nin their own way,<\/p>\n
I know,
\nI will always see you all again,
\nanywhere I am,
\nfor I could never let any of you
\ngo,
\nnot ever,
\nfor no one could ever let
\nsomething go,
\ncould they?<\/p>\n
By Grace<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Oh art, magic, and gemstones, why are you what I love, I don’t know but I’m glad you are in my heart, everyday. Animals, sleep and incense sticks, practically perfect in everyway, the sound of the animals, together, fills my ears, the way my head, touches the pillow, seeing dreams, drift over me, the way … <\/p>\n