I wish it could bring wine and cheese to your door and we'd sit in the garden together and just be.
You are glowing like a fierce angel. I would have died in childhood if not for books which save my life over and over and over. I firmly believe this to be true. Love, D~
How beautiful. The poems you choose always sound as if they could have come from your own lips.
It conjures up an entire world, doesn't it?
What love is...
the poem and the image are haunting.