do you feel me cry in the day
from this dark place i hide in sin
from this dark place i hide in sin
and ache to find my way back in
where love alone has its way
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 spread their wings in flight
do you feel me cry
from this deep place i hide in woe
where whispers wrap me head to toe
and angels spread their wings in flight
do you feel me cry
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10 comments:
I love the way your font, colors, and the images you select fit your words so precisely. It's like visiting a holographic temple to all the permutations of love
Yes - Trish put it succinctly.
thank you so very much trish - it's just that i am so controlled - controlled by my senses - that i must have all the visuals along with the written and when i can, the auditory - although here, i do not have the recording but over in words unspoken, i did record it there - you know, even with tactile senses - i cannot help but touch things around me - i need to absorb them and be absorbed - somehow - dear god, it sounds as if i've been absorbed by some hallucinogenic drug today! bottom line - thank you very much!
and dear pat! thank you very much! it was wonderful having you drop by here - leaving behind your enchanting gardens! ;)
Like a lost sinner...
I think Trish is spot on...each of your pieces feel like a work of art the way you put them on the page...the colors, and how you choose to situate the words. Nice...
Oh, so very deep and also sad...
xoxo
lost, perhaps - but found, for sure, in her tears - thanks alex!
hey karen - thanks for liking my little OCDs over here! ;)
yes, zuzana, it is, isn't it - so much unlike your life of love and light now which radiates out to us all so beautifully! you go, girl!
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