A Hideaway. And a Bassinet.

Gone back to how it was and should be.  No more discussing ails.  I'm fine.  This is not and should never have been the place for that.  Blindly, it's just pictures, art, friends, and good things to be shared.

Nothing else is worth mention.   Not important.    Deal.




You fall asleep.  Pure evidence of grace.  The life you keep hidden starts to dance upon your face.  And, I will know your secrets before night is through.  I feel it show.  You open up to what is true.
So, don't hide from me.  I swear that I'll be true.  ...your pain is all that's keeping me from you.
The strength I've left evaporates within your dreams.  As we take stance, closer to another time and place.  Your words are short -- cutting my defenses like a razorblade.  And, I'm torn apart trying not to let you see through my charade..
But, I'll hide from you.  I swear I know you'll be true.  My pain is all that's keeping me from you.

...don't hide from me.  ...i swear that i'll be true.
Your words sink deep, but I must believe myself before I can believe in you.

I can't hide right now; I've gotta do this somehow. This pain will not keep me away from you.
I can't hide right now.  I've got to do this somehow.  ....this pain will not keep me away from you.  






I've made a new account that I'll be spending my time transferring some things to and mainly keeping most of my writing there and hopefully opening some doors to share some things I might not otherwise share here or clog this gallery with.

....follow me if you wish ....  or spread the word if you don't want me to be [alone] either.

so stick . it . in . -- the VinyL-Tapp