La Luna Rising

07.16.2017 Sunday Night

With burnt lungs and beer filled bellies we danced with Joshua Trees and watched as La Luna slowly rised. She’s so bright she masks the stars around her.

We sat together and spoke about love and much more. Eliza helped me write Greyfield and I looked at her for inspiration. Always.

Our tent was a mess, but I loved it that way. I read my dreams to Eliza as she fell asleep. As the sun rose, so did we.


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