sometimes when I'm quiet and still the wind whispers in my ear against my cheek and sometimes she blows right through me opening doors to places long forgotten like those places where you are hiding and waiting sweetly and slowly Is this voice carried on air or does it stir from deep inside me?
thanks all for the great comments :) hi whatever, iappreciate the thoughtful comments and ha that is funny. sometimes when i post a comment on your blog i think i should post it on my site as a post instead :))
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Always good to read your work.
nice metaphors u use.. fantastic read..
I was trying to visualise it :)
sometimes when I'm quiet and still
the wind whispers in my ear
against my cheek
and sometimes she blows right through me
opening doors to places long forgotten
like those places
where you are hiding and waiting
sweetly and slowly
Is this voice carried on air
or does it stir from deep inside me?
sometimes the best things I have to say are echos of what I hear here.
Beautifully carved :)
Lovely images. Merry Christmas.
xo
thanks all for the great comments
:)
hi whatever, iappreciate the thoughtful comments and ha that is funny. sometimes when i post a comment on your blog i think i should post it on my site as a post instead :))
Oh, my heart still falls in love with your words.
LOVE!
Very picturesque !
beautiful :)
Merry Christmas to u n to your family... may this b the happiest of all !!
Beautiful
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