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bliss, connection, destiny, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, spirit, star crossed, truth, wandering, wonder
sleepy threads
and coffee makes
a story out of nothing
but rings
where I’ve forgotten
who was sleeping
by my side
habits shared
and graces
have a way
of getting older
a sweet caress
is sometimes best
denied
morning keeps
her secrets well
and no one knows to talk
of shadows come
and who is left
to say
passion wears
a flannel gown
and takes her comforts
slow
fingers trace
the memory
of stay
. . .
Reminds me of seeing my ex a few times in between deciding to divorce and the divorce being final.
O, I’m so sorry Scot…………. I hope you find other words here that remind you of joys…… Always (always) love.
Absolutely. It was a long time ago, but even in divorce parting can be bitter sweet. Just thought you would appreciate knowing that your words touch people’s hearts. You are a gifted writer. Peace. 🙂
I suppose I’m always surprised to find that truth……….that overwhelming knowledge that words speak in languages more than my own. thank you……..truly …………. Love
WOW Bobbie, this is a powerful one. ❤ xX
Thank you, my precious Jane. I am at once overwhelmed with love and missing for you. ❤
The second stanza ❤️
Somehow you always know, dear Julia……….. 🙂
Love this. I can feel it these fall mornings.
O, Lisette……….I know what you mean………words sometimes are like an early snow to the bones…….. Thank you. ❤
‘Tis a thing of wonder, lass. Ye reach right out t’ touch th’ heart wi an unsung song…., an’ th’ melody be one of beauty ‘n’ love…, isn’t it now? ~Ever~
Himself
……..the heart always remembers us closer…….