Her beauty is in my eyes - so soft and clear, just beyond touch but not beyond dreams...
Walking the meadow... Mmmmmmm, following the stream, until finding sheltered place can sit and just be quiet together, watching... feeling the air, as trees move in the lee of a soft autumn's breeze... feeling the grass beneath tickled feet, loving the softness of her hand in mine, watching the sunset in her eyes, at peace... in time and place.
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"A Quiet Thought..."
Life is beyond dreams as you sit with empty hands gazing and gazing
"at the mysts of ne'er wills" " And it matters how"?..Ahh.. yes... questions to ponder on a lazy afternoon. Sometimes, it's the acceptance of the ne'er wills that need the closure
And it matters how?...its the questions at the end that make me love you so much. they make me laugh. as though you are chattering away to yourself while you are brewing your tea. thanks.
"Life is a terminal disease." All the doctors have basically told me so.
"Life is an adventure... Pain, well you deal. Thanks for being here. 06/21/2020
I'm back and working on. I've been.. more..