SIDEWALKS AND STRINGS…

Footsteps and cracks… tears and laughs.

…drop a line… give a beat…

Somethin to tap my toe to… somethin to eat my icecream too.

No woman, no cry… only smiles and hot curry…

… those bright eyes that shine so deep…

shining…shining…shining

an old hat with soul… maybe a hope of some change… a fortune.

a magical night of comfort and melody on a chilly curbside…

the warmth seeps through amongst friends… the cold subsides.

on the inside… all that is left are these beautiful memories

of times unforgotten…

she is the marionette of soul… six simple strings guiding our hearts true.

the dolls dance into the night with a happy little skip…

their hearts are light… their bellies full.

“there is nothing I can say” to thank you enough…

“and nothing I can do” to repay treasures such as this.

…all I have to offer is a hug from a thousand years past…

And a comfort that is unbelievably familiar.

Banana pancakes and happy feet bounce with the djembe…

a full moon over morocco and a million star hotel…

~ pura vida

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