I glanced at her and took my glasses off they were still singing.
They buzzed like a locust on the coffee table and then ceased.
Her voice belled forth, and the sunlight bent.
I felt the ceiling arch and knew that nails up there took a new grip on whatever they touched.
“I am your way of looking at things,” she said.
“When you allow me to live with you, every glance at the world around you will be a sort of salvation.”
And I took her hand. ~ When I Met My Muse –
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When l met my muse ….the world changed for ever and the tears were no longer bitter but tears of joy that now matter as now we are together 💫 Shalom
So sweet, being sentimental romantic finally somebody found their soul mate when all we have been discussing the horror of 2020. We all deserve happiness. Sometimes without even searching something catches your heart. When you find your true passion in life let no man steal your h passion guard it with your heart ❤️