a poem from a friend of mine, for.. :p
I often imagine you singing a sad song
All alone singing your soul
When you feel lost
Then unexpectedly
Your soul meets mine
In harmony
Playing your symphony
I breathe in life
And blow love
Into you
I’m always reminded of the words you said
Of your ever so gentle voice,
whispering my name
And in a long sigh
You communicate longing
With simplicity,
An ancient language of intimacy
You breathe in love
And blow life
Into me
*written by @dettywulandari , for… for who det? hahahahahah… for the one I can’t mention his name… :p*
An ancient language of intimacy…
*shiver*
Knowing how she turns out to be very much speaks the language, made me re-consider my point of view on the L word. (mentioning it is not recommended) hihi
This is a great piece…
Donna
Donna said this on January 4, 2010 at 6:07 am |