I want to live in the spaces between your heart beat. Where your mind sleeps and thoughts fall like heavy pennies in still crimson oceans made soft by an absent moon. I will lie in the fronds of your mind’s eye, a reflection of a reflection. A memory not yet made. As you sleep, I will sleep. Curled up inside of you. In that softness the world will never find. When you need to touch my skin, gently call to me. So I can escape like a sigh. Or a tear that once rolled down your cheek and into your mouth.
- Photography by Pinkmango77 @ DeviantArt

Thank you Myra. :)
Posted by: Mandy de Waal | Saturday, 31 July 2010 at 10:37 AM
that is so lovely Mandy
Posted by: nursemyra | Monday, 19 July 2010 at 12:18 AM
Trish - I think you are too kind. But I really value that you take the time to stop by, to read, to comment. Means a lot.
Posted by: Mandy de Waal | Thursday, 21 January 2010 at 07:01 PM
Hey Mands
So good to read your beautiful words again, that familiarity like going home after a long absence and finding the sameness of familiarity with increased appreciation.
Posted by: Trishen | Thursday, 21 January 2010 at 10:14 AM