I wish that from your fleeting glance I could
undress your history thread by thread
hear the soft murmurs of your heart that keep you up at night
breathe every tragedy and ecstasy you’ve held onto since you’ve lost your days of
wide-eyed innocence
But time brushes meaning and could-be-something’s away
as if they were specks of dust
so small they could be imaginary
Hi, I nominated you for the beautiful blogger award, you don’t have to caapet if you don’t want to. Here are the details http://thesleepybooknerd.wordpress.com/2014/08/13/the-beautiful-blogger-award/ 🙂
Thanks again for the nomination! I will get right to the carpet once I get back from San Diego! Gotta enjoy the beaches while this vacation lasts! 😀