goodbye, love, goodbye
my heart awaits
what the stars predict
brief pleasures, fears, chagrins
and then goodbye love, goodbye
leave the door half opened
so my heart can follow you
michele voltaire marcelin
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Michele
Bon soleil. I read you loud and clear, and love the echo bouncing within me around me and beyond when your messages are sent.
For that ‘door’ reminds me of another battered gateway very much familiar in my own existence allowing availability passage or staleness-final resting place.
Thanks for the zap of electricity you activate at times through me.
Boulegra
Kafe
Very nice blog.
Unique and beautiful pictures.
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Keep blogging.
Happy holidays.