In the worst of times, in the coldest of times, when I thought all was lost, I got just what I needed.
Warmth and reassurance.
Without it, this winter would not have been the same.
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Warm smells, warm sounds
As I rest
My head that drowns
Upon your chest.
Through waves, through beats
They go;
My senses feel the heat
That flows,
While uniting, it frees
What one never sees
In lifetimes present and done,
But experience, it shows
What emotion already knows-
A force that makes us one.
A force that makes us one.
I love the painting!! Is it your attempt at the 'drip' technique??? :) Did you do this one last night too??? I'm glad I passed out and didn't bug you on chat in that case - you seem to have had an uber-productive night :D
ReplyDeleteHaha I wish I painted that.
ReplyDeleteIt's by a friend but I edited it a little to suit the piece I've written.
And uber-productive is an understatement. You should see the work I did for college in that one night!
That's some CRAZY art right there. And, not to mention, some good words. Cheers!
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