to
know
each breath
that creates
such covetous bliss
that’s my joy, my private treasure
know
each breath
that creates
such covetous bliss
that’s my joy, my private treasure
There was a haunting beauty behind her eyes, beyond her sorrow, a beauty that found its way into one’s heart and led them home.
If you don't mind, I'd like to print this out...no, hand write it out and pin it to the back of the door to my bedroom closet. It's safe there, and I would know it every day.
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