I love the thought of beauty, not for beauty itself but
for what it represents, immortality.
So those days my heart is unconsoled, i wrap myself in beauty. I search for it, I tend to it and make it a precious extension of my soul, of my very being.
And I listen to Romeo Santos and I smile
and dance throughout the garden....
Yes I dance and sing my spanish songs. ..
and my heart is once again quietly consoled. ...
PS You can find me on Instagram J_Ramic
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