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
I cannot deny it tonight, who am I to resist?
The drifting of time and again
Far and away, the delicate balance of me
Begins and end with you
It's Tuesday, #TreeTuesday to be exact! Let's put up a few trees!
My favorite passing of time
Mayhap
Here as I sit upon the trail of life, ambling along.
For the sake of none.
Hug me.
You know you want to.
Le sigh.
And just like that, these musings are done. Thank you for stopping by and saying hello, leaving your words behind... and just so you know, although much sun and shine were used up today, I can guarantee that there is still a little left in my heart. Have a most fabulous day! How about we do a little Forking? You know you want to!
Look up to the sky!
All I have are my words, armed in my mind, written in pen, stand by stand. Oh, yes. Still by hand. It has a different feel. Altered not by keys, backspace, and delete, I write, erase, tear it to pieces and start all over again. And again.
The Naming of Cats
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn’t just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
TS Elliot