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bliss, connection, destiny, dreams, faith, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, life, love, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, spirit, strength, truth, understanding
I’m the path
where least expected
you found your way
to home
trees the shade
of summer –
breath the same as wind
framed a certain
dreamer
starlight in my hair
to know
as you were knowing me
again
the best
of times
returning us
as cold hard earth beneath
the place you lay
your head
I keep my heart
pressed against the places
still as you were then
finding in a memory
another we
begin
. . .
tornadoday 
One of your most magnificent!
Thank you. The real benefit for being so long in getting over to comment is that I’ve forgotten the words, and when I read them, my initial thought is the same as yours………and that makes me feel good, as if I’m a part of words written just for you. Thanks, Stephen.
So very exquisitely written…you never fail to deliver a gem! Have a beautiful week ahead!
*blushing* Thank you, Wendell.
May you always be a dreamer with starlight in her hair…..
Himself
I’m quite sure I’ve got that locked in. 🙂
one adjective: excellent…
O, Melanie, thank you so much! I’m delighted that you found a bit of yourself in these words.
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❤
Sigh, ❤ always xXx
……and the eternity that falls between…….. ❤