According to Astro.com, it is in my nature to be "basically motivated by feeling and emotion rather than intellectuality."
last night i dreamt that somebody loved me. the house was large and white, magnolias and weeping branches. and in the warm sunshine and brightness of the kitchen i stood, gazing at your warmth. everything was light and i could see clearly. and i leaned forward and whispered all of those things, that which had filled my heart's vessel, now i was pouring into yours.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comment:
you have become both muse and the magnificent narrator.
the kind of stuff writers dream of.
Post a Comment