Time to Time
There are different kinds of crazy in my world.
There's the head crazy, the heart crazy, and the soul crazy.
The head crazy ticks and murmurs and rings.
The heart crazy is a longing, an ache of fluttering wings.
The soul crazy, well, she howls and dreams and sings.
And, from tIme to time, I am at least one of these things.
Azuki Lynn














