i’m listening to the weepies Somebody Loved, and wondering about love again..

isn’t it a bit like alchemy – the seemingly magical process of transforming one material into another?

i was someone else before i met you. And no matter how it played out, i will never regret that first glance.

Thank you.

Rain turns the sand into mud
Wind turns the trees into bone
Stars turning high up above
You turn me into somebody loved

~ by translating for peas on January 10, 2011.

2 Responses to “alchemy”

  1. Why don’t you write anymore. I don’t know who you are, but I miss your nostalgibeautiful way of saying things. I’ve given “Clair de Lune” to a friend and it made her cry. It made me… think. And feel. I printed it. It’s floating around somewhere at home and every now and again it surfaces again and I enjoy it again.

    Please post stuff, even if you think it’s no good. Stop thinking up reasons why you shouldn’t write. Post old stuff if you have to.

    • i feel like the person swept out to sea, heart-weary and bone-heavy from having swum and swum and swum for land.. and who, at the sudden sight of a rope between her hands, doesn’t know what to do with it. but thank you. i shall try. and thank you for setting my words free

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