Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Fervour



Her name was Hope, mine Impassioned.  She settled upon me like a summer breeze, staying long enough to turn my world upside down before taking it with her when she raged through me.  The most indelible moments in our lives always seem to start with a whisper, ever notice that?

2 comments:

  1. oops!! Just left a comment on this...on your other blog!! :)

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  2. Shut up! What is this awesome little blurb...

    and yes. YES.

    :)))

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