nick.heilenman.:
the fading lights of memory
nick.heilenman.:
euphoria
nick.heilenman.:
i dream of rain
nick.heilenman.:
and then came the rain
nick.heilenman.:
clouds of sand over a sea of clouds
nick.heilenman.:
looks like fool's gold to me
nick.heilenman.:
wet diamonds
nick.heilenman.:
a thought, traced through time and space
nick.heilenman.:
home... sort of
nick.heilenman.:
shards of violet glass
nick.heilenman.:
a frozen second
nick.heilenman.:
days will fall to dreams, something familiar
nick.heilenman.:
the cyclical process of feeling and thought
nick.heilenman.:
it is only when we wake up that we realize
nick.heilenman.:
featherfrost
nick.heilenman.:
lille unge liv overfalder
nick.heilenman.:
an impulse, unstoppable, until it reaches perfection
nick.heilenman.:
the quiet collision of your words with my mind
nick.heilenman.:
aspen vhanette
nick.heilenman.:
spirits hovering over the face of the lake
nick.heilenman.:
the dress of the empty dancer
nick.heilenman.:
fingers slender, waters tender
nick.heilenman.:
a blush from the cool
nick.heilenman.:
your fire leaves a warm, lucent trace