Whispered silence in your kiss
The lingering hand upon my face
Conveys the truth, gives me grace
Your lips, a gentle kiss
I never knew it could be such bliss
Soft whispers embrace my heart
I touch your lips and go back to start
I took a short break, for the holidays and for a little bit of quiet in my soul. The unrest in my country troubles me, the fact that I cross the city streets, downtown Washington DC every day is okay right now, until it isn't. No matter which side of the fence you stand on, it cannot be that hard to lay down your hatred and anger and work together toward a mutual understanding. Is this really the way you want to live your life, just as it is now?
As always, there was a flower. #alwaysaflower...And just like that, these words are over. Come back tomorrow and we'll do it again. Thank you for visiting my post 馃挅 Don't ever forget what a wonderful world we live in, people. Some days, it is not as easy to see, just how wonderful it really is. Kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.
Shall I compare thee to a summer鈥檚 day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer鈥檚 lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature鈥檚 changing course untrimmed:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow鈥檚t,
Nor shall death brag thou wander鈥檚t in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow鈥檚t,
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
Shakespeare