Though I want to write of you
I find myself incapable of that.
Cause I have not yet learned the words
for the kind of person you are.
And all I have written about you,
the only thing that
can live in those lines,
is my heart that doesn’t yet know
how to love you.
The ‘you’ who cannot be held down
by any love.
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exploring expressing creating
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Enlightenment Through Photography
Adventures in the United Arab Emirates & Beyond
Exploring how we can live our lives with purpose and joy.
Creative U
Stella
on a Tamaki Hiroshi high
Poetry...in Motion
An Old Plumber, An Ex-Carer, An Amateur Poet, Words From The Heart
Ideas and musings from a middle-aged 20 something
the poetry of mia wright
Poetry
Featuring the work of Lori Milos-Ivanski
Handcrafted Soap, Bee Keeping, Farming and More
