Save a Prayer :: Duran Duran
Love and consequence, passion and expectation, fantasy and reality, I still never quite comprehend why the pairs never quite line up. There is always a blurred shift, a call to dance amid the gray areas, there terrible two words of “what if”. A newly made friend of mine speaks to me of a spirituality that is unfamiliar to me, not that I am much of a spiritual girl at all, and she says that we are full of limits and rules, that we lock off parts of ourselves praying that we are right, that so few of us are free to really live.
I do not know what to believe, and most days, I do not know what to feel. Some days/nights I just want you to ask me to dance.
“But we can call it paradise.“