it was your voice woke me
and the absent touch of your hand
—from Poem Of Absence, Frances Horovitz
{♥ ← you are here} musician | loves rain, singing and small, fluffy things. addicted to cheese ice cream. plays the piano & cat's cradle with your heart's strings. is not desperate for it, but would like to be loved.
everyone needs a bit of poetry, noey writes music, singing someone else's songs, songs to live by, this is my life, upstairs in the workshop, words to live by, you can never have too much shiny
everyone needs a bit of poetry, noey writes music, singing someone else's songs, songs to live by, this is my life, upstairs in the workshop, words to live by, you can never have too much shiny
Me, Elsewhere
Things I Like
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oh my god my dad just went out to walk the dog and he must have got halfway down the street and then he just came...
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