Vol. 1 Ch. 3 P. 4
Your breath is the only touch I feel
and your heartbeat the only sound I hear.
Everything else stands still.
and your heartbeat the only sound I hear.
Everything else stands still.
We write the stories you will never tell.
I totally love the snaps, it can take away my breath…. 🙂
What a wonderful reflection you’ve captured… So simple yet says so much
Nice to see you here! Thank you. 🙂
I love how the photo is just simple and peaceful, yet still beautiful in its own way.. Much like when we are with someone who makes everything else around us stop.
Love indeed is such a beautiful thing. ❤
Beauty reflected in the words and the image, plus I love the way the image is enclosed by the trunks of the trees, much as we feel enclosed (in a good way) when experiencing something like this.
I love the way the image is enclosed by the trunks of the trees
Yes, it’s almost like a hug. 🙂
Very, very lovely. Takes me to believing in love in again.
And we must not stop believing. 🙂
This speaks of longing, and that desire to make something special last for all time. I have had moments like that, where I wished the world would cease it’s rotation and things would always stay the same…and then it all slips away like a gentle caress down the arm the evidence of the touch…goosebumps.
You wax poetic, my dear. 🙂
I love the intimacy of this it is beautiful
Christine
Thank you, Christine. 🙂