Guide
August 29, 2006
Posted in Inspirations, Muze (ic), Poetry |
Little by little the night turns around
-Set the controls for the heart of the sun
click up here… still can't put in a player.
Everyone is lost. No one is safe on their paths. Some have strayed further than others, and might struggle a little harder to come back.
We are looking around. That look. Those words. Lost. Whatever caught our eye to make us stray, it was all it took.
Find some hands, any hands. For the remedy is in the touch. The way will be shown through a communion in the void of our collective soul.
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Woe! I got nothing….
fixed the link… not sure if it works or not, got no speakers here!
Ahh finally *swoon*
J’ai bien reçue ton “ailes-eau” by some friendly other hands!
Yess! Touch. Touch keep me in life.
Bonne journée à toi xx
glenn: glad you enjoyed it
frenzy: des mains, des mains… des bouches aussi, des langues et des doigts et des lèvres et… bon, j’suis very much alive right now.
The straying… I often wonder if that wasn’t where I had intended to go, in the first place.
Thanks for taking me with you.
You’re never far from my thoughts V. I’m glad our paths crossed. And I thank you in return, for bringing me so much inspiration.