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Like A Moth To Flame

I had this wonderfully magical, tingling and forlorn entry all typed out and ready to go... It took me forever to write it putting just the right word combinations together, getting just the right feel for what I wanted to say. I erased it and decided it was one of the first most personal things that I just can never say outloud or the magic might fly away.

Comments

:-) Magic flying away! I've never thought of it that way, but what an apt way of describing it. Words are so powerful to me and thoughts, IMO, are prayers - I, too, have the need to *keep* some stuff close so it doesn't lose its intensity.

((((Julie)))) - it sounds intriguing....I hope you keep that magical feeling ;-)