30.8.10



There is waltz, a dance. 1 2 3 1 2 3.
Feet, hands and twirls, around and around.
Dizziness is so easy to catch if your eyes can't stay still.
My heart thumps. boom boom. (never forget this sound, it might save your life. )
Travels are for those who knows the steps and when you forget you're a bird
without wings, a writer without words, a heart without sound.
Music can't be everything if you've forgotten that feet can move and hands can talk.
(fingers crossed, I love you, hello goodbye, remember)
No teacher will be there forever.
1 2 3 1 2 3

12 comments:

  1. Aww this is really, really lovely!

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  2. I love your castle, dear. I wish I could live in such a magical place!

    x
    Jess.

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  3. Oh how beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.
    'when you forget you're a bird
    without wings, a writer without words, a heart without sound.' Oh how tragic, yet so lovely.
    xxx

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  4. how wonderful! I've been meaning to get novels to read but don't really know what to get! your blog seems to suggest great books so thank you.

    love,
    abigail

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  5. There's this song called Shalott by Emilie Autumn that is about Lady Shalott. You should check it out if you haven't already heard of it!

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  6. This makes me speechless. So lovely.

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  7. I listened to that song as well during an English class. I wasn't so fond of Lady of Shalott and Tennyson in high school, but I had a reversal of opinion once I got into uni. Very much helped by the Pre-Raphaelite paintings on the subject. :D

    A from A + B in the Sea

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  8. Dearest, you are all sorts of magic. Tiny castles and words of heartbeats... Beautiful.
    Love, Athena. xxx

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