FEEL IT ON MY FINGER TIPS…
The rain falls on the roof. I feel it on my finger tips. Breath half held for East Coast, in a Maori Am-Kiwi ribbed chest. A wishing well of hope, across the world. Doing time for American Apple pie calorie sins. "Going easy on the whipped cream." Hollywood regime, still watching the waist line. An Uncle Sam heart still believing for the best... Wai?
~Posted by Horiwoodblog, Aotearoa New Zealand,
