When the cold came and broke the connection between my brain and my fingers, the lights flashed once, twice, gave up the ghost and spoke the longest good night. Nor have we exchanged a word since. And that was before Christmas.
But the rafters creek.
Not that anyone is paying attention to their opinion…..
― Khalil Gibran
"Your breath touched my soul and
I saw beyond all limits."— Rumi
"I had a feeling that Pandora's box contained the mysteries of woman's sensuality, so different from a man's and for which man's language was so inadequate. The language of sex had yet to be invented. The language of the senses was yet to be explored."
― Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus
"I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred different ways" ~ Rumi
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Keep writing! This was beautiful.
Also, I tried to find you on fb, but the name you gave me didn’t show up. When you have time, could you email me you fb name again? Thank you!