Friday, October 8, 2010

tick tock

the day begins in the middle of the night. i am not paying attention to anything but the clock noises, i am the one who takes everything so seriously, but all i hear is the ticking, and the pulsingit seems underneath every part of this moment, there is nothing i can do to change this perfect moment. for i never could imagine anybody but you right next to me, listening to the ocean waves. i am listening and i am not listening because your voice seems to drown everything else out, it's something i'm feeling all over. you complete me.


  1. dear Jordan Wood;
    I love that picture.
    Love, Kate.
    P.s. the post is good to.