Of love

Two heads bowed. A silent communion, the synchronous breaths as one. The dark And the light hairs Mixing together. Pure happiness is tangible in a breath Of love.

the unknownable known

I'm looking at this Blank Post.
and I'm trying to wonder at what to write.
and Now i realise,
that I've already written something.
So, stephanie, this IS for you,
my sweet friend.
I
have Blogged,