Meme

[pip_longfellow]

Ganked (and copied) from  veijukka

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Comments

[veijukka]

itchy

Sorry not exact but I tried

[pip_longfellow]

Day dream, beach scene, warm
Minutes to myself - phone rings
Itch to be … not here

Re: Sorry not exact but I tried

[veijukka]

Perfect! I'm slow with mine, but will hopefully have better luck now that the weekend's over. (Kinda weird when the work week is less busy than the weekend.)

[sperlock]

Educational (hey, had to do something different from the other reply I gave elsewhere)

Sorry not the best kinda rambling but inspirational for me and hopefuly for you?

[pip_longfellow]

Eastern ways are my thoughts
Distant calls my dreams
Under sky and over pine
Come wind blessings for me
Apart from life yet of my own
Touched with grief and glee
I take this torch to high born hills
On rivers lakes and seas
No other thought but journeys end
Always on and on
Life is such and joy it is when friends complete my being.

[lughnie]

Long

I have no clue where this one came from but it was fun :)

[pip_longfellow]

Long the step towards the lake
Short the sigh of breath
Drenched in hope and fear
I step once and again
Lighter they fall
The distance not so great
Round crevices not really so deep
The light grows dim
Then flares again
My feet they pick up pace
As I reach the end
That is not the end
But a mere step in time
I see before me promise and hope
And friends just awaiting finding.

Re: I have no clue where this one came from but it was fun :)

[lughnie]

This is so beautiful; it really moved me. You are such a poetess, love! xoxoxo

Itchy educational & long

[pip_longfellow]

Blindfolded, she was led to the chair and seated as delicately as any butterfly. The darkness expounded her senses, neurons itchy for sensation. Scent, evocative reached her first. What would have seemed a delicate whiff penetrated her brain like a surgeon's knife. A gentle hand lifted her long graceful fingers in what could have only been a sweet kiss and then gently placed them on the plate before her. Hot rolls, breaking crisp snapping like brittle paper beneath her finger pads. Taste like nothing she had ever tasted before beyond imagining. Each bite, each textural touch to lips and tongue another educational experience. Like finding a lost lover, she groped for description but it defied her explanation. Sensuality in one of its most evocative forms, encompassing all senses. It was a dinner to remember forever.