She blows kisses to the one who danced through her dreams and leaves a trail of moon dust on her heart…
– Virginia Alison
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- You’re paved in my heart like an old road. Like the pebbles in a pebble field, dirt in dirt, dust in dust, cobwebs in cobwebs. – KyungSook Shin
- They passed, leaving a trail of foxfire shuffled up out of the wet leaves like stars plowed in a ship’s wake. – Cormac McCarthy
- Far from the maddening crowds,Love leaves a trail;If you take my name, I shall comeLeaving behind all my veils! – Neelam Saxena Chandra
- Tonight the sky was utterly black. Perhaps there was no moon tonight-”a lunar eclipse, a new moon. A new moon. I shivered, though I wasn’t cold. – Stephenie Meyer
- Millions of things came back to her. Atoms danced apart and massed themselves. But how did they compose what people called a life? – Virginia Woolf
- There are kisses and kisses, I am told, and this must have been quite the other sort from Millie’s resonant signals of regard. – HG Wells
- Cigarette kisses the flame. But the mouth kisses the woman. (Cigarette embrasse la flamme. – Mais la bouche embrasse la femme.) – Charles de Leusse
- The forecast iswe kiss goodbye and never helloall kisses are then parting kisses – Saul Williams
- Children, our lives have been gongs striking; clamour and boasting; cries of despair; blows on the nape of the neck in gardens. – Virginia Woolf
- When the moon kisses the stas in the silence with her lights of love, my heart dances with ecstasy and beauty of life. – Debasish Mridha
- The tragedy of power like mine is that there is no way down. There can only be extinction. Dust to dust rags to rags fear to fear. – VS Naipaul
- Any church that operates in prayerless and powerless Christianity spend their days and years conducting dust to dust rites in the burial grounds. – Steven Chuks Nwaokeke
- Life is real! Life is earnest!And the grave is not its goal;Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest,Was not spoken of the soul. – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
- We are dust and to dust we shall return. – Lailah Gifty Akita
- All dust is the same dust. Temporarily separated To go peacefully And enjoy the eternal nap. – Dejan Stojanovic
- Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Is that all? – Dejan Stojanovic
- My emotions swirl like leaves caught in the breath of a dust devil, and the only thing I can seem to hold onto is the anger. – Emily Murdoch
- Sweep my dreams not beneath my feet. Be somewhere that my steps won’t meet. Breaking the broom isn’t a must. Don’t mistake unmoved dreams for dust – Isaiah J Lawrence
- …in January, everything seems desolate. The Moon ascends to cold heights – and I, a ragged sky filled with dark kisses…lie abandoned by you… – John Geddes
- …in January, everything seems desolate. The Moon ascends to cold heights – and I, a ragged sky filled with dark kisses…lie abandoned by you… – John Geddes
- Nothing touches your skin of sweat(meltdown of oceanic kisses)when the purple lightwhispers to the moon in silent moonlit clarity – Bear Step
- …it struck her, this was tragedy– not palls, dust, and the shroud; but children coerced, their spirits subdued. – Virginia Woolf
- The foolishness of chasing the moon ached my heart. I was stuck between the moon and the shore and surrounded by an empty sea. – Kevin James Moore
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- Passion drove her deeper, into the abyss beneath his skin where she mapped his soul to the dance of his heartbeat… – Virginia Alison
- The silence of a wounded soul roars louder than any tempest… – Virginia Alison
- Within the eye, mysteries of the soul burn deeply beneath the fiery chasms of love and patiently wait for an awakening … – Virginia Alison
- A woman’s strength comes from finding solace in peace and earning respect in silence… – Virginia Alison
- There is a waterfall in every dream. Cool and crystal clear, it falls gently on the sleeper, cleansing the mind and soothing the soul. – Virginia Alison
- Ignore the world when it forgets to tell you that you are beautiful…A goddess needs no reminding… – Virginia Alison
- Only fate would decree how it reached its destiny, which always waited just around the corner, over the hill… – Virginia Alison
- You are important to this earth. If you were meant to journey alone, you would not have friends… – Virginia Alison
- When frustrated and weary take time to accept that there is no such thing as an insurmountable mountain…You merely have to find the right path… – Virginia Alison
- Take the road less travelled. Get lost if you must, because only in losing yourself will you find your true path… – Virginia Alison
- My preferences range from the gutter-like to the idyllically sublime, ideally with you roaming the range beside me… – Virginia Alison