sailboats wish that they were stars floating softly in the sky among out dreams that bid goodbye moving through transparent space drifting through the stratosphere and onward 'til they disappear
I like the quotes in your siggy. They amuse me. ^.^ Adding you.
Call me Sky c;
sailboats wish that they were stars floating softly in the sky among out dreams that bid goodbye moving through transparent space drifting through the stratosphere and onward 'til they disappear