I miss you as well
the way your burning lips
used to linger on mine
the smell of your car as
we drove over hills and
back again
lost in the swirl of love's
sweet but
yet
irresistible madness.
fredag 2 januari 2009
Lost we were
I miss you as well
the way your burning lips
used to linger on mine
the smell of your car as
we drove over hills and
back again
lost in the swirl of love's
sweet but
yet
irresistible madness.
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Tjusigt :) Ja, nu fick jag just ett sms från haléns om att jag kunde hämta ut kameran! Spännande...
Lovely to find you Ida. Thank you for visiting me.
Love the photos and words. The ones about walking with your grandmother I found particularly touching, and brought tears to my eyes.
Have a wonderful year!
the but yet is powerful.
Du är mycket kreativ på hjärtat. gott nytt år
Beautiful picture, thanks for sharing.
very beautiful picture that is poetry
i love the title of this post.
and, WOW. you seem to have a special gift with photos of this color scheme. you take the most beautiful silhouette photos against these golden-to-evening blue skies.
just beautiful, Ida!
(ps. those were shrimp! didn't they look good? and trust me, they tasted every bit as good as they looked.)
:)
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