Blogging · poetry · short Details… April 13, 2018April 13, 2018 Cyranny The tingling feeling of your short hair under my trembling fingers… I refuse to remember you as a whole. Always longing one detail at a time… . Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading...
Thank you! The feeling of running your fingers in your loved one’s hair…. One of the simple pleasures of life 🙂 xx LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I crept into the bathroom where You left a single strand of hair A memory now between my fingers As in my thoughts your perfume lingers LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Cyranny's Cove 
Beautiful … reminds me of hubby’s hair. ❤
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Thank you! The feeling of running your fingers in your loved one’s hair…. One of the simple pleasures of life 🙂 xx
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I crept into the bathroom where
You left a single strand of hair
A memory now between my fingers
As in my thoughts your perfume lingers
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Awwwwww yes! Bulleye, dear Brutus!
The beauty of little things 🙂 Thank you xx
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Pining for what was…
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Memories make people immortal 😉
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I love that! 😁
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🙂
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