(A spring image I shot)
... with language meant for two.
And if I should ever cease to speak,
I hope you find all that you have ever
needed, deep within my eyes.
Because, when I look at you, words like
"Love", tangle sweetly on the tip of
... and all I manage to do is smile.
Wednesday, June 03, 2009
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 4:42 AM