The music is over. Life is prose again. Safe, though prosaic. Our verse, a simmering cauldron, occasionally scalding, but I miss the heat. Can we go back to the original structure of our grammar? Hopefully, just over, not yet over & out. Fingers crossed. Until then, life on hold. Hope lies in the comma of love. #over #Prose&Poetry #Over&Out #love #life #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba
