A touch, a tear, a tempest Quotes

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I live there... where the birds are infinite everywhere where they flee it's a place your eyes can wander but never see Where everyone accepts me, Without any pretense It's a place your mind can picture but never really comprehend.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

How....will I ever truly depict you? You’re perfect, my writing isn’t.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

what is more beautiful tears, in someone’s eyes for me or in my eyes for them.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

kisses explode when... someone believes in me when my heart cries out a song of thanks to yours.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

I want to read every book that’s written hear every song that was sung I want to gaze at every cloud and hold the zing of each fruit on my tongue.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

love was never meant to be just a metaphor between the pages of poetry.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

I was coming together... limb by limb, after being broken for an infinity.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

When I write... I am in the fond arms of a childhood friend upon whose colorful heart I can hang the charcoal drawings of my woes.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

For it is up to you and me to take solace in nostalgia's arms and our ability to create the everlasting from fleeting moments.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

you are so delicious to my poetic side.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

kisses... are and always will be the only language that I will have ever truly known.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

most of the times it’s the hardest to say what I love more you or your memory.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers

A touch, a tear, a tempest

I live there... Far above the song-filled clouds, where the dewdrops touch my skin so bare I live there.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

The world is thinning and the earth...it's still spinning my world is thinning and it’s all because of one person I’m missing.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

the intensity in your eyes burns my pen as i write.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

Breezy days deserve the union of two old friends.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

our feet are grape-squashed in memories our skins are still flushed from the touch of summer’s lips.

A touch, a tear, a tempest