Quaint

I am searching for the quaint values of old; the morals that drive the words of our commendable elders and inspire our lost youth. Within that sacred age lays a sterling passion, burning within the igneous facets of respect, honor and hard dignity. And through these quiet nights and sheltered days, I am blessed to realize the true intents of my heart– patient in the promises of purity and truth, long suppressed and lost by the selfish infidelity of modern indolence.

For me, this is true beauty.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s