Fragrance

As my fingers press into the recess of an old pot pourri jar, the gentle scents of its content tickle my senses, and my mind takes a journey, on the gossamer tendrils of its fragrance, through The Memories Of A Life Time...

Friday, December 23, 2005

I Could Not Say...

I could not say
I had a secret for your ears,
But my eyes said so.
I could not say
That you had caused my tears
But my eyes said so.
I could not say
My fingers mean I love you,
I could not say
My brows are meant to move you,
I could not say
My heart is here to prove you,
But my eyes said so.

posted by Memories Of A Life Time @ 3:27 am

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