Intangible Lab

oh, bailey how i dwell.. upon your endingleaning on your memories, unreleasedi miss: your gentle eyes, that the angels gifted methe collar jingleclick of nails, to floorboardsa toy squeakyour ever present, patient understandingand you always stealing my spotyour uncanny sense of being grateful, for simplistic thingsour car rides and parkwalksi do believe in spiritsand those signs, that they've continued oni pray.. for those connectionsi have so many questionswas that flicker.. of imagineor wa...