Sweetest Language

Sweetest Langauge

If Love Doth Speak

In the Sweetest Language Of its own,

‘Tis then in Honesty

That it speaks to me,

To my Heart,

With Tremors of Breath,

And Shudders of Pleased Delight;

Yet never let it Cease to Whisper,

Lest I be unable to Breathe

By its Loss.

~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Cindy Grundsten

11 Comments

    1. 🙂 Thanks Barb 🙂

      We are getting more of the white stuff today…up to 12 inches of the white stuff!! looks ever so lovely though, nice wet, heavy snow coating everything!

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