i trace the words with my finger tips
slow sensual curve
strong bold stoke
willing the ink
to seep through
my skin,
for the words
to become body
i trace the words with my finger tips
slow sensual curve
strong bold stoke
willing the ink
to seep through
my skin,
for the words
to become body
Were words sustenance, yours would be manna from heaven…
alan
Especially your words of these last few days!
If you only knew the warmth that my heart felt from them!
Thank you so very much…
alan
OMG… it has been so long since I came and visited here. The new look is awesome!
alan – and your words for me are food for my soul….
j.
nerdgirl – thank-you sweetie!
j.