Wounded wary from the sins Of betraying lovers lost Knowing too well that the cost Is no less than everything Broken hearts begin to sing This is how the hope begins
Stirring in abandoned hearts Which will not be silenced now Life now turns from death somehow First a taste then wanting more Hearts beat faster than before This is how the magic starts
What was done becomes undone Hearts beat hard and heads grow light Things feel strange but strangely right
Hearts are pounding one to one Out of body out of breath Life-rush of the little death
On earth heaven is begun Two by two by me and you This is how the dream comes true
Point and purpose of it all Nothing better and above All else soars this riddle love By which we are raised to be Beautiful again and free Rising only when we fall
Yes as Sandie said this is one enchanting write and echoes the feeling that the picture introduces. Love and magic go hand in hand to truly believe that to be true. Good work Steve.
Falling to a rare sentinel illness and separated from her charges during a retrieval mission Xevera Nanay encounters the biggest threat to her survival but more importantly her autonomy when paramedic Michael Constantine recognizes and imprisons her
This is a sentimental and epic story about a young man, injured in the Viewnam War, who returns to Dallas, Texas, in 1964, and begins rebuilding his life. Set against the rock and roll era of the early 1960’s, when casual sex and recreational drugs w
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Regis
Ron
peace, Carole
love Tinka
Felix
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)