“To say she is only a woman is to say a violin is a piece of wood with strings, and Dante is mere ink printed on paper.”
“For me,
you are fresh water
that falls from trees
when it has stopped raining. For me,
you are cinnamon that lingers
on the tongue and gives
bitter words
sweetening.
For me, you are the scent of
violins and vision
of valleys
smiling.
And still,
for me, your loveliness never ends.
It traverses
the world
and finds its
way back to me.
Only
me.
Day is almost over, the night looks like it will be here soon. The weekend is in the book's now it onto dream's and a new week come morning. May it be a blessed new week, and may You sleep in peace...
"Ott tartok az életemben, ahol a nyugalom már esődleges a számomra. Tudatosan elkerülök bizonyos embereket, hogy megóvjam a lelki, fizikai és szellemi egészségemet."
Golden Aspen grove's ignite the mountain crest,
Where Autumn paint's the Rockie's at their peak.
A velevet cloak across the high Divide,
In hue's of ember, brass, and shimmering gold.
Against the sapphre sky and granite gray,
The trembling leave's flutter like quiet flame,
They line the winding pass and valley floor,
A brief, bright splendor bound for winter's hold.
The crisp air whisper's through the yellow canopy,
Sweeping down from peak's of dusty snow.
In Colorado's high and sacred woods,
The mountain's burn in amber before they rest.
Welcome to the fall color's at their best, just a smiple moment to relax and enjoy mother nature before winter's blow's in. Alway's nice to share the color's...
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“To say she is only a woman is to say a violin is a piece of wood with strings, and Dante is mere ink printed on paper.”
“For me,
you are fresh water
that falls from trees
when it has stopped raining. For me,
you are cinnamon that lingers
on the tongue and gives
bitter words
sweetening.
For me, you are the scent of
violins and vision
of valleys
smiling.
And still,
for me, your loveliness never ends.
It traverses
the world
and finds its
way back to me.
Only
me.
”Sweet Dreams..HUgzzz xo
Day is almost over, the night looks like it will be here soon. The weekend is in the book's now it onto dream's and a new week come morning. May it be a blessed new week, and may You sleep in peace...
"Ott tartok az életemben, ahol a nyugalom már esődleges a számomra. Tudatosan elkerülök bizonyos embereket, hogy megóvjam a lelki, fizikai és szellemi egészségemet."
Meryl Streep
Golden Aspen grove's ignite the mountain crest,
Where Autumn paint's the Rockie's at their peak.
A velevet cloak across the high Divide,
In hue's of ember, brass, and shimmering gold.
Against the sapphre sky and granite gray,
The trembling leave's flutter like quiet flame,
They line the winding pass and valley floor,
A brief, bright splendor bound for winter's hold.
The crisp air whisper's through the yellow canopy,
Sweeping down from peak's of dusty snow.
In Colorado's high and sacred woods,
The mountain's burn in amber before they rest.
Welcome to the fall color's at their best, just a smiple moment to relax and enjoy mother nature before winter's blow's in. Alway's nice to share the color's...
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