Hold me in your arms.
Sweet surrender to your touch.
Pillowed in the hair
draped around your neck,
let me drown in the sweet scent of comfort
as I let go
of all else.
Hold me in your arms.
Sweet surrender to your touch.
Pillowed in the hair
draped around your neck,
let me drown in the sweet scent of comfort
as I let go
of all else.
Well, perhaps at the time of writing, OpenDiary is not defunct but it’s certainly dead in the water.
Any time in the next week, it will simply cease to exist.
And that will be that.
So a good reason as any to quit forgetting about this space and putting it to use.
Shame the lease is up in two months, but one step at a time, right?
~~~~~
They were lovers once.
With broken hearts they said goodbye
She to leave her heart behind
He to keep it all
Forever.
~~~
This is such a lovely little space, and I never know what to do with it.
It seems to be in limbo, along with everything else in my life these days. Stay tuned to see what happens…