If tears could wipe away the years I'd be back in mama's womb. A warm and safe and living place, and not a cold hard tomb. I'd never leave, for a living death; a mummified Pharaoh's resurrection. But slumber on, close to her heart, and dream of life's perfection. I'd feel the beat, of her loving heart, and sing in time life's song. Just leave me be, don't take me out, I'll stay there all life long.
Reason for writing:
I was feeling a little blue, and wanting to start life all over again, not to have the pain and sorrow I've endured. But ... life IS what you make it, and I ain't dead yet. I'm looking forward to the future, enjoying life at the minute, and the past is becoming an ever more dim and distant memory. The future is love, for myself and others.
But I was just thinking, if love is blind, why is lingerie so popular ?
Birth sign: Scorpio
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