With one sentence. And inside me, my heart resonated like a church bell.
Her eyes shone like stars piercing the curtain of the night sky. And still I saw the sadness.
This perfect woman who said so much. With so few words.
She bid me farewell and I kissed her lace gloved covered hand.
And now she sleeps somewhere. Dreaming not of I.
3 comments:
Would really like to read your thoughts / opinion on the current financial crisis overwhelming the world. Personally, I have some conspiracy theories about it...
Salagatle!
this is very lovely. you really should start writing your book...
The songwriter's name came to me the other day...rhymes with twunt.....
James Blunt..
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