When I’m in between I feel a weightless breeze cold upon my face as shallow breaths escape. Colors are a blur against the blackness ahead. You reach me still even here lingering – a vague presence while I am slowly slipping away.
When I’m in between I feel a weightless breeze cold upon my face as shallow breaths escape. Colors are a blur against the blackness ahead. You reach me still even here lingering – a vague presence while I am slowly slipping away.
I say don’t slip away! lol I loved it and Happy Valentines Day to you!! Hugs from Oz……Paula xxxx
Thanks! And a late happy valentine’s day to you, too.