“I held love to my cheeks like a soft blanket on a babe yet, the east wind blew and away with it, love was lost.” PoetryLonelyLost LoveSoul Searching Author:Yefon Isabelle
“Love withers but never dies. Its tendrils are embedded on fecund soil awaiting the nourishing spring to make it sprout once more.” PoetryPoetAuthorWriters QuotesIsabelle Author:Yefon Isabelle