but what does one do when his heart is so full of abounding joy
so full!
spilling over, flowing
in the moon kissed shadow of the winter trees
dance
just dance in the moonlight
with me
and my heart expands
and breath comes short as I lay in this night beneath the gold stars
which threaten to fall upon me all at once unless I
sleep
sleep
and I struggle as one of them bursts of fire making its crashing way down at me
and while it dares to rip
out this day
declare it as past
I squeeze my eyes shut in the blinding golden light and I swear that I will never end today
gutteh nacht.
to another quarter century of beautiful life, and another...and another
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3 comments:
oh yes? it's likeable? and you'll add me to your blogroll??! wowwww. sheez. that's just mm, hmm, so, likeable of you.
i'm not gonna add you to my blogroll if that's alright. I do french mister sbtvd, not espanol.
ciao
gold stars?
Thank you darling
The joy WILL continue. and overflow into your life and the lives of those we love....and lead to lots lots lots more simchas for everybody...
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