Into this mosaic we call life
I will weave you.
Braid you into my hair like diamonds.
Wear you like a lovely cologne.
When the air is soft,
like velvet,
you will hear me singing
far far away,
an old forgotten love song you once knew.
There's a holiness in these days, these moments thinking of you.
When we wake,
we will drink the light
that fills this room with memory.
Lovely.
I will weave you.
Braid you into my hair like diamonds.
Wear you like a lovely cologne.
When the air is soft,
like velvet,
you will hear me singing
far far away,
an old forgotten love song you once knew.
There's a holiness in these days, these moments thinking of you.
When we wake,
we will drink the light
that fills this room with memory.
Lovely.
Hello my lovely, I hope you are well. I couldn't help but think about you last night as I watched "Touch" did you watch it? it opened and closed with the story of the "Red Thread" and who else would spring to mind but you :) you taught me so many lovely things through your writing :)
ReplyDeleteThis time of year is so delightful with everything springing into life, everyday as I pass the gorgeous blossom trees I think of you. Keep well my friend, Much love H x x x x
H darling!
ReplyDeleteThank you as ever, for your tender words of encouragement!
I wrote today's post ( April ninth)
Just for you.
A blessed Easter to you my love
Anna xxxxx
Thank you :) its beautiful as ever H xxx
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