Labyrinth is called
The love
outstretching and unending
like the gusts
of fadeless despair…
Against the mild dews
in pure mornings.
Tomorrows spread
and dawn always
Whilst the scent of your
Love is immortal.
Love is not love
if created in a feeling
of today.
Art – Joaquim Mir – The Labyrinth.
“Love is not love if created in a feeling of today”
Class! – Cezane
Thank you!
I’m a BIG fan of literature and I’m so lucky that I have come across your blog.
– Maria
Dear Maria,
Thank you very much for your appreciative kind words. Also, I am very lucky that I have come across you and your lovely blog. My deepest thanks for following my blog.
Yours sincerely.