That Look…

Fireflies, a million little pieces Feeds the dying light, and breathes me back to life In your eyes, I see something to believe in Your hands are like a flame Your palms the sweetest pain Let the darkness lead us into the light Let our dreams get lost, feel the temperature rise Baby, tell me…

So little time…

So much to do and so little time.  I think I have said that a million times in the last week.  And if being behind on my Christmas shopping the flu thought it would knock me down for 4 days.  I really thought I had survived this round of that nasty bug when the rest…