Here, amongst the souls of the wood, your name rings like sacred bells within the silence. My skin remembers your eyes, never having known them. The resonating distance sings to me of your secret gestures… of the impossible beauty of your accidental moments. The farther within myself I travel, the closer I sense you to be…

Oct 2, 2011

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