tightened around my knees
which are resting on the
part of earth I am aware of
I can hear myself breath,
live life one beat at a time,
knowing that air around me
will be there,
the resting head will be up,
Loving my own smell
and loving myself a bit more
I love you as a part of the
earth we stand on,
the air we breathe on
and the scent of you a bit more ...
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:) sigh. Smells are nice. and circled arms around knees too. drift away into nice cozy happy circles. float back in with that magic.
Thanks love :) happy circles and floating towards them makes it even more nicer :)
Just before dawn, the wind begins rioting,
and my love and I discuss the towering pine,
how it might crash through the roof, into our bed,
and suddenly I take pleasure in his nose,
which is small and aquiline and a fine addition to his face,
a face I have not tired of looking at in eight years.
The wind rattles the loose mouldings of the window panes
and we muse on the odds of being crushed.
I don't believe the worst will happen...
-Susan Browne
Your work is to discover your work and then with all your heart to give yourself to it.
-Buddha
A mind is a fire to be kindled, not a vessel to be filled.
-Plutarch
Hmm nice :)
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