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breath, gather me here, home, life, love, nature, old maps, remembering, time, trust
home
is but a path
returning
blossom here
where once a seed
placed
with love –
a heart beginning
now to fill
our only need
of hands
held soft –
gentle kisses
a moment here
wills us stay
beyond the reach
of time
and promise
a sun unseen
awaiting
day
. . .
❤ love that does not know time ❤
A thousand tomorrows will only lead to a thousand more…, but they will always lead to home…, and the love that lives there. …………………xo
Your words always take breath away!!!!!!