My Stardust Dreams — Grunge Art by kenne
My Stardust Dreams
Past, resisting replay,
but for the stardust of yesterdays—
yesterdays imparting
their quiet time and place,
gently massaging forgotten dreams.
Dreams giving clues
to stardust memories,
memories fading for now,
yet reborn in imagination.
Imagination touching the soul,
engaging new moments—
moments steeped in rapture,
in the joy of our love.
Love, living yesterday’s stardust,
the music of today’s legends—
legends lighting our essence,
the fragile flame
upon which the future rests.
— kenne
The taboo against nakedness is an obstacle to a decent attitude on the subject of sex.
— Bertrand Russell; Marriage and Morals; 1929
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