Autumn 2013

34.

You can trip and trip, and trip- with no end and no beginning. You can live and live, and live- in a masterpiece of your very own creations. Spending winters in Bruges- all dressed up in cashmere- by the dancing fire, still reliving those senses of how we first met...

I will never look at your chest the same way as I did. It will never feel as it felt...

Love started here--------

How amazing. How impressive. How strong and big. How surreal all is... We are so close, my Love. We are so so so close... I am starting to feel You as I never felt You before. I melt in a vision of Your touch...

POSSIBILITY- tells me Magician through the cards. That possibility just blanks the rest of my mind...

 

(Physical experience of the sense of Attraction. We pull up towards each other... This is something that makes my heart soar. I feel it- no doubt. Beautiful! Real!!! Grateful...

'... bring me, please, that snowflake on a palm of your hand...')

by Brigita Stasun