You be my roots deep in the ground I’ll be your branches dancing in the sun… You be my sunset, I’ll be your dawn fueling each other and tightly bound. So many feel trapped, promises made once lightly. I want to learn not to live without you, tethered eternally… #NovemberNotes2017 – Tethered *…… Continue reading Tethered…
Like a soft breeze, hot summer breath on my tanning skin… A tingling waft, running unexpectedly down my back, leaving a goosebump trail… A draft knocking me off my feet blowing across the sea beneath. Just like the wind, your love I can’t hold in my hands, I can’t measure or see, taste…… Continue reading Like the wind…
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas… (ok, not a lot… Yet) If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Words unspoken, feelings never admitted, bad timing, perhaps. Confessions carefully laid kept like a treasure, precious yet a secret that might not get to be told… Love wrapped in a perfect letter never sent, waiting for a chance meeting again, maybe, someday. #NovemberNotes – Letter Never Sent * Young Summer…… Continue reading Letter never sent…
That’s right Mum… Put the clipperz down. Now! I know where you sleeps! – Freja If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
We know, don’t we? I and you, you and me, just how complicated this life can be… It is easy to say no, so very easy to give in, the real challenge is this thin line just in between… Two tight-rope walkers, and from the distance, no one could really tell if we’re dancing…… Continue reading What would I do?
Via today’s Daily Post: Nest As I close my eyes, head throbbing, thoughts running, weighing the pain in others’ lives, comparing, knowing there is nothing worth complaining about… Just press your warm palms on my temples, until I drift away, and let me nestle, where everything is peaceful and silent. For a…… Continue reading My nest…
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For all these times when I just struggle to keep my sorry soul away from harm, away from trouble… For all the days, all the seemingly endless nights I battle, I bicker, knowing I obviously can’t win all fights… For all the worried moments I force upon you aware that although you’d…… Continue reading This little light…
Kindness is like snow; it beautifies everything it covers – Kahlil Gibran If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
Cyranny's Cove 