Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'.
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it.
Special Gifts from Special Friends
Please visit thier beautiful sites. Tell them the "ole" hippie sent ya. :)
Many thanks to Shelley
For this very special gift
Another special gift from yet another very special friend.
Thank's Cali :)
Another Beautiful site. Thank you Molly. .
Wolves have always had a place in my soul. Thank you Mingan.
