Let your love be like the misty rains, coming softly, but flooding the river. ~Malagasy Proverb
I am days late with my words, but they are always in my heart, if not on the page. Even if you can hear them unspoken, I would rather you drift on soft words and endless love.
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself […]
Y heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water’d shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder than all these, Because my love is come to me. Raise […]