Soft As Needles, Warm As Heroin

Whispered through the wind, a sound of a lover lost in a lie. Overcome, we continue. Overwhelmed, we falter. Drowning in the wisdom of softly spoken words, plummet into the depths of serenity. Floating on the bottom of tranquility, surge into the fresh air that surrounds unspoken words. Soaring through limited skies, decrease your pace; stay awhile. Descending onto a spaceless platform suspended in thin air, don't slip, you'll fall for days. Trampled by an ignorant society, turn your head; your face is much too pretty to hold such a burden. Lifted up by kindness, dropped by hate.

Come in, sit down, relax, take off your jacket, roll up your sleeves; its almost your turn.