Wednesday, September 22, 2010





Let the rain kiss you.

Let the rain beat upon your head 
with silver liquid drops. 

Let the rain sing you a lullaby. 



Langston Hughes 




Monday, September 06, 2010



Once we discover that love is the way it is,
we are no longer threatened
 by the possibility of the absence of love,

because we recognize
that the absence of love
is no more than an
illusion.


Stewart Emery  - 1977

Friday, September 03, 2010




"For it was not into my ear you whispered,
but into my heart.

It was not my lips you kissed,
but my soul."


Judy Garland