happy birthday ♥

“And when the poet gazed upon his siren he was struck dumb.

His pen fell to the earth in shameful uselessness, 

for all his many words could do her no justice.” –Zach Glendening

First Kiss

Those times we parted

The pauses

The rests between notes wherein the real music lies

Those I will cherish forever.

When our cheeks lingered near each other

And our eyes ventured a glance,

Timid across the close expanse...

To find the triumph, bliss and ecstasy we each were feeling,

Mirrored in the other's eyes;

This will remain always etched into my soul.

Those times when I could feel his breath on my face,

His lips on my cheek...

His eyes on my heart.

♥

Ami Rose