do you feel me cry
in the day
from this dark place
from this dark place
i hide in sin
and ache to find
and ache to find
my way back in
where love alone
has its way
do you feel me cry
in the night
from this deep place
i hide in woe
where whispers
wrap me head to toe
and angels
and angels
spread their wings
in flight
.
.
do you feel me cry
.
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.
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8 comments:
My dear Jenean!
Allow me to just say hummmmmmmmmmm OMG
oh, dear dulce!!!!!!!!!!! you are too kind!!! i thank you!!! i love this von stuck image - actually, i have taken just a small detail of his painting and have blown it up - but it works with these words i think! ;)
It's official. You play Nica. This should be her final words.
i think i am nica - she is me - in those deep blue cavities of time and spirit - so let these be her words - they belong to her - but, you know, neither these words, nor any others, could ever be her "final" ones [except in your sequels] - because she always will be - nica -
;)
oh, and don't think i'm not printing out your little comment making my being cast in her role official, lady!!!
doesn't this image remind you of her? i enlarged the painting and took just this little detail and then blew it up - it's her, i think - ;)
Completely haunting both image and words, dear Gypsy lady!
always a pleasure to visit your warm and inviting campfire.
~Calli
and so wonderful to have you come by, calli - i find such beauty at your places -
omg, this is another one that grabs me right here, in my heart's deepest pain...i could spend hours pondering here, thinking of past loves, past pain ... don't think i want to, you know? :) much love, my sweet gypsy woman.
you see, dear linda, i know you know - which makes your kind words here all the more cherished!!! and i thank you! much love back, lovelylinda!
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