That is all.

Yaaawwwn.

Swatting a paw lazily at the sunshine for a moment and smacking lips before drawing the scent on the wind.

A shake of the shoulders and a stretch.

I am alive, hibernation is over.

( Someone but not me )

No. 1.0: Don't quote me regulations! I co-chaired the committee that reviewed the recommendation to revise the color of the book that regulation's in. We kept it gray.

With pressure it gets darker, thicker, deeper impressions and shadows form and light begins to fade. More and more, each stroke and lashing changes and twists the form. Passion plays out its part and it is still nothing and yet somehow something to everyone but its maker.

to be folded into each others arms, an embrace of gentle caress upon our lips and breath stolen for a moment cast into eternity.

How often do you come across something and just simply understand it, accept it for how it is presented and enjoy the simplicity of something that just is what it is?

For those who don't know me,
my name is not for barter
my head is not for your platter
nor my heart for your tender caress
my shoulders not to carry your burden.

Seems the fashion to build in, cheap, easy, dry realtively quickly and you can move in almost straight away as long as you dont mind the eventual weevils.

And no this does not mean I am back as a permenant resident, nor is it open slather to spam me :P ( Read more... )