Swirling Lullaby
Lonely lullaby lost in the tides of time, repeating itself to avoid the bottomless pit of oblivion, a black hole made of the sweetest memories and of lost hopes and abandoned wishes, slipped from...
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Lonely lullaby lost in the tides of time, repeating itself to avoid the bottomless pit of oblivion, a black hole made of the sweetest memories and of lost hopes and abandoned wishes, slipped from...
So for the sheer hell of it, I am gonna describe something random. Comment anything you would like me to describe. -----/----/----/----/---/---/-/ The sky.
Come taste what I can taste. A feast so delightful it will tickle all your taste buds. More substantial than any all you can eat. Come sing what I can sing.
As her head fell into the nook of my neck, like a feather flowing to the earth. My eyes widen and my countenance grew. How one could dismiss this sensation, baffles me.
Oh in the night the spiders dance, weaving their webs with pure strands of silver silk and later when the morning comes, dew will hang from it like tiny diamonds glistening in the early morning light.
awhile, adv. I love the vagueness of words that involve time. It took him awhile to come back - it could be a matter of minutes or hours, days or years.
I am waiting patiently for my mind to seep back through my body. My solidity and substance have kindly taken leave. Separate now.
I'm afraid I am walking the walks of dreams, I fear my eyes portray false images, that my world is melting before my body until your true soul appears before me to lead me to your door.
When we were created we were given.... Two hands to hold. Two legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart.
In streams of light I so clearly saw the dust you seldom see. It was tracing galaxies in the golden silence, out of which the nameless makes a name for one like me.
1. Let's have fun before we die. 2. Find the rainbow and climb it at least one time. 3. Take a leap in the Fiji's blue eyes and swim in the depth of sky. 4. Buy some olive oil for the salad .
Another ordinary day, dream like and blurry. Clouds pass overhead and their reflections can be seen sweeping gracefully across the surface of the water.