A touch of moonbeams, gentle breeze, A pleasant bubbling of the spring, A tactful touch of hands, in dreams They lived whole life in such a bliss.
Two lonely souls in whispering shadows, Two desperate hearts engulfed in trance, They walk in dark on flowery meadows, Their lifelong dreams now realized.
A lyrical one from the oldies. Dreams are whispers from your soul. And dreams are forever. These two are quotes conveying the essence of dreaming. Sometimes the only thing that keeps one afloat and protects from losing mind is dreaming and fantasizing. Thank you!
Thank you, Kathy, so very nice of you, as always! Some time I used to play around with words, and it was a good time. I am out and about - you don't see me, but I am here! Wishing you all the best!
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Do i smell something in the spring air?
very nice
Thanks for sharing this "Lyrical digression" to Bliss.
Dreams are whispers from your soul. And dreams are forever.
These two are quotes conveying the essence of dreaming. Sometimes the only thing that keeps one afloat and protects from losing mind is dreaming and fantasizing.
Thank you!
The flame that burns from both ends'
Searing that love....
to meet each other that will consume all that is and was.
Loved reading your write.
Sophia
Thank you, Sophia, for your lovely comment!
Kathy