You are the book I keep closed, for some stories are not easy to read. But flowers bloom in between like the story is still alive.
TERAZA FAULKNERIt’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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It was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
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Skin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
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Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
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Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
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There is snow on my face and wind in my hair and winter has nearly stolen me. But as I remember the words of our song then spring still owns a part of me.
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Pain made me grow in the most unexpected places. And now I know what it feels like to be a wildflower.
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Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
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I am not scared of what I may find within the darkness of this forest line. But I do fear what the wild may find in me. I do fear that kind of vulnerability.
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I am caught between the meadow and the sky knowing I can walk long distances, but believing there’s something greater than where my feet can take me.
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Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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Snow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
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We are much like the nights sky, the big things draw our attention. But its the little things that really light us up.
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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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I’m holding onto you, like a cloud holds rain. Knowing at some point I must let go. But waiting for the perfect storm, that will make it so much easier.
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I will always have a little bit of the wild in me. Always remembering what a good heart tastes like. Like love, that never ends. Like you.
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