if I could tell you my secret it wouldn't be a secret anymore.
If what I want is wanting then wanting is what we'll have.
the cynical optimist binding the truth beneath the way I feel.
The beauty behind my closed eyes opens into this
the stillness inside the song
dancing to hoofbeats of silences passage
passing through ever ready time.
Ride with me here
Past the edge of tears already fallen
answer the sweet sweet call of my empty heart, (still so tender)
broken open to let more of you in.
You write beautifully, and your comments mean the world to me.
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Sending you love, dear.
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a branch quivers
ReplyDeleteawoken by a promise
the elegance of time shifts suddenly
a flame comes
a window calling our hearts
into space
there are more than eyes
at work here
more than cyring
from deep within the wood
a silence so deep
so loud it's beautiful
Thank you Bella. And Rivercat, yes! <3
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ReplyDeleteI can comment again I think"
nice to see you posting again :)