Sunday, August 16, 2009

...and my heart spoke.

All of my emotions played a trick on, they hungered for so much more than what you were able to bring. Might it have been childish or foolish to believe that when the day is over and you close your eyes to sleep it me that you'll be holding and kissing good night.

When my soul met your soul there was doubt in my mind that we were one in spirit, one of love, the eternal one of dreams and the endless dance upon the heavens, where there is not you and I but we.


Margie said...

Your writing is so full of romance!
Love it!


Rachel C Miller said...

This is one of my new blogs,romance is an escape a peace of mind.