ghost-of-sun

I'm ashamed when the flames sell me fire
For the lantern I've made from my skin.
Can the stitches hold on through these travels,
If the hunger removes them within?

- fire and flames
- oceans and storms
- wild landscapes
- autumn forests and rain
- tarot and runes
- death and resurrection
- sunlight and moonshine
- wolves and boars
- castles and mystery

https://plus.google.com/u/0/photos/102898861542071133442/albums
Here you can check cards I received by country and by collection.

Pass between the in between
To evidence the things unseen
For travelers who've passed beneath
Till waxed and flaxen unkempt hair
Is standard where they hold me here
To separate the spirit from the shape

You don't know what to write on a card, right?
Just tell me, what's common between a pencil and a boot? And what's the difference between a pencil and a boot?