Sunday, 2 February 2014





Without Knowing How

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride.

I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you.

So intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand. So intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

~Pablo Neruda~ 

With Love Jasmina & My Hero

 

 

 


Upplagd av kl.

2 comments:

  1. Unknown3 February 2014 at 20:04

    You are such an insperation to me. I feel the sam way the love is just there and no matther how much you try to think why? But how? There is only one awnser you have God in yoyr heart.
    / Love ju siss

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  2. Becoming a Woman of Excellence4 February 2014 at 11:48

    My little cupcake, thank you. *smiles. What happened with your spelling ? lol... :) Love you too .

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