To move with total abandon, not to think,
No more secrets not even from one self.
To be as light as the wind,
To be like the soaring imaginations---
Thursday, December 16, 2010
She sleeps, Careless of her complacency of me, Safe beats her heart, like far away AGE Beating on my Sun kissed locks.. With love on her sleepy eyes.. She tangles a tender finger in mine.. Sound asleep yet her world of dreams Linger in mine curves of motherhood...