I am attracted like a moth to the flame.
An awakening of the soul.
Truly there is a burning desire in my heart.
A thirst in my soul for the rare kindred.
You recognize the kindred through
a sense of calm.
Profound recognition.
Happiness is brief and fleeting but joy
is recognizable. Memories held by the soul.
The soul recalls memories of the subconscious.
Transcending time.
Seeking vintage and the memories of my soul.
Beautiful poem Eugenia! And I love the photos. Your photos are always so nice and clear. Great job! And that pedicure has got it going on Girlfriend!
ReplyDeleteI can't bend to reach my feet. Very humbling. To give Mr. Lee a break I get my toes done. I totally wild different color.
DeleteLee used to take the nail polish off but the girls at the salon said they will do it. So many angels to help me.
Thank you for your sweet words. They fill my heart.
xxxooo