"In moments of silent, your breath softly whispers across my pores. Feeling its heat searing your song into my soul. Never a sweeping of hands across the face of time do I not know your breath is true.
Time is ours, the world belongs to you and I. Tomorrow is in the far distance, holding within its grasp all that is beautiful. You breath ever constant will carry us there."
Written to me last night, by my beautiful husband Stefan. I am forever in awe of his precious heart. ... I am blessed. So much is coming our way, but we remain forever strong.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Babbled by Cher Ferroggiaro at 1:01 PM