Trying a Basil & Lime infused bath to help ease this migraine (Taken with Instagram)
Jilly Beans Coffee House resides in a well-aged, caramel colored brick building at the northwest corner of Bacon and Howell, in the heart of downtown Hillsdale, Michigan. The warm ambiance awaiting me radiates from inside, particularly on this cold blustery day. I pull the large wooden door open and I am met with the intoxicating fragrances of coffee and fresh baked delights, along with easy listening music that seems to wrap me in a hug.
A glimpse (Taken with instagram)
Heebie (Taken with instagram)
I close my eyes and you are there, kissing me… touching me… holding me. When I open my eyes it’s not you laying next to me. Where are you darling?
As I lie in the still of night
and gaze at a hollow sky,
I reflect on the story of my life,
Like the star that has been
singled out of a cloudy mist,
I dare shine and be heard
in a voiceless universe.
Like the bitter piercing breeze,
My feelings froze in the grasp of time.
Character and emotion cast
into the mere shell of what is.
Like the lonely owl’s cry,
I longed for my soul’s companion.
Like the fresh scent of a spring rain,
I yearn to be pure.
Life is but a dark universe
and I enlighten it’s shadows.
Let me lay my head upon your chest.
Soothing my cares while your fingers comb through my hair.
Hold me near, keep me safe.
A tenderness with no expectations, no demands.
A gentle kindredness, words cannot define.
Two collective souls lost in a fragment of time.