Monday, 5 December 2011

On returning

Love was our compass

and under the desert moons we drove.

The stitches of life sewed themselves into our dreams

and that is where they stay.

Looking up at the Nevada stars,

I thought of you.



I'm back.



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2 comments:

  1. Kess10 December 2011 at 11:31

    Welcome home my angel! I have been waiting days to post this! I simply love the pictures. Looks like you had a wonderful time!

    I missed you!

    AML

    Kess
    xxx

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  2. Anna11 December 2011 at 08:53

    Darling Kess!
    We had the most fantastic holiday ever. What floored us was the way we bonded with the family we were staying with. I cried my way through three airports coming home. Glad you enjoyed the photos my darling, I took about three thousand lol so it was hard to choose which ones to upload.
    And now to the business of Christmas!
    It was so strange thinking about it in 80 degree heat lol
    AML ( And I missed you like mad too! )
    Anna
    xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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