Oh, Sunday! Where would the week be without you? We would just be another six days, wouldn't we? You complete me, make me whole, finish the cycle. I thank you for that.
Le sigh
Some days, all I can feel is the whisper of your thoughts
Caressing my soul, my soul
As I run my hands through the memory
Where time only counts in moments of you
I turn my face to the touch of your lips
The hint of your breath upon my imagination
Drawing me closer to the naked truth
As I know it
Your lips, your kiss, the mere touch of your hands is bliss
I cannot deny it tonight, who am I to resist?
The drifting of time and again
Far and away, the delicate balance of me
Begin and end with you
Threaded in delight, your whispered touch
Collects in my thoughts
The lingering of your kiss
Perhaps
Breath so intimate, against my neck
Touching that place
In my heart
Again
The loveliness of you never escapes me
May I gaze upon you, forever and a day?
Will you spread your brightness over me and cover me with joy?
When darker days hang over me, will you be my sun and shine?
Always and Forever
Seems not long enough, to satisfy my need
Of you
Beauty is so fleeting...Every eye can see a beautiful face but very few can make out a beautiful mind.
Some of my loveliest memories surround the blooming of flowers, making me feel like I was touched by an angel -and their soft whispers, out of the gentle stillness tenderly caresses my heart. The sweetest dreams come from days like this. Heavenly.
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(where you share the story of your day with us!) and #SublimeSunday by (where everything eclectic finds a home!) and #SundayPurpleColorChallenge by @KalemandraI wanted to go to a Polo match today. It was one of those moments where it just wasn't happening. So I dug up a picture of my boy back home. Just the thoughts of him made my heart miss him. Just a little.
Just thinking about it, that always inspires me to take our little guy out for some good exercise and training. He never tires of it. I believe he was born to jump.
It was a most enjoyable day, sublimely so! I walked my miles, paddled down a river to a remote village of indigenous people, went to an evening mass in a beautiful old Church in town and now it's time to think about eating. A chapter for another story.
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So the joy may touch your soul
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they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
warsan shire