"The Art Of Living Is The Noblest And Rarest Of All. To Empty The Whole Cup In Beauty, Who Would Succeed

"The art of living is the noblest and rarest of all. To empty the whole cup in beauty, who would succeed in doing so?"

Carl Gustav Jung , soul and life

It was one of these mornings

The bed sheets were warm

And so were your arms

We were here , entwined

Like two wires in a node

Coming close

My nose in your neck

And wishing to never awake

Inside the softest dark

The water flowing on my back

The shower gel flowing on yours

With my hands I guess your shapes

Putting on them vanilla smell

Don't be that far..

Let me water you again

Water the rose you are