Have I whispered your name with mine? Have I caressed my words with tenderness, before handing them over to thine? Such a sweetness in your voice, on each side of the darkness, touching my thoughts, making me want.
More
Always more
I close my eyes, just to hear your voice, whispering the words. And then. He loves me, it’s true, and it need not be said. I feel its presence. I feel its stead.
Yes
I love you far too deeply. I love from deep within. No end to its beginning just loops around again. But you are right, it’s scary deep. And so…I keep my guard, hoisted way up high.
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(¸.•´ (¸.•' I keep aloof. I leave it inside
White is White
Many thanks to 
Monday: White Photographed Against White
Tuesday: Animals
Wednesday: Flowers
Thursday: Food And Drink
Friday: Architecture
Saturday: Water In Nature
Sunday: Anything Goes
Let the sun shine in on your life
So the joy may touch your soul
