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I can smell the flowers from here.
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Hope it's not too cloying.
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You slay me, knowing how I like the little death.
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I have a pretty picture for you, but it will only be posted figuratively.
(No offense, my friends, but my delicacy is not my strong point.) |
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Is it already time for dinner? The way the light flows here is sometimes blinding.
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ring & I need you to come over & share a bite. Bring the missus? We can watch a movie.
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Oh that reminds me....
it was monday night, and I will never, ever, forget. |
I don't think I can feel my little head, anymore.
Good one, ring! |
Per request, darlin'.
The corporeal alone, lit up the skies. The quarks and aetherial apogies, left us both, with trembling knees. Universes came along, simultaneously; it's no wonder we broke open, and cried. |
You have marked me, in this life;
We must have been real tight bardo mates: I will hand over my junk. |
I!m sure we should go "Bungle in the Jungle" again. How about if I come on over?
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Purring ensues.
I think it's time to change my avatar back. |
I, drooling, ensue.
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The breezes on the east coast of #7 are said to be very desirable.
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Subtle breezes ruffle.
Ripples. Ready. |
Moon lassos the tide.
It pulls and then drops the reigns. More worlds, underfoot. http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...71688ccb2c.jpg |
Are we going for a swim?
I fancied a little hike, but I'll do whatever you want, darlin'!!!!!! |
My darlin' feels sad and blue today.
I wish I could chase the dark clouds away. I hear live music on Island Five. Where there is hope, it must be Meatloaf. |
So for dinner?
(I love that song.) |
I'm talking to myself, but that hurts
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Have a care! That might fly us all to China, or somewhere else unusual.
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South Dakota?
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XXX-dang! Let's go back to the grotto for a few sex. I want to look at the statue, or view it as a couch. Don't worry, I like it on the bottom.
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Taking Turns Turns Turns.
I'll do the dishes this season. |
The crows are returning to their favorite tree. The one that never has leaves.
They perch on the tippy tops, of their seasonal ship. |
I really like this song, and thought somehow it would add to our thread. :) |
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Guess what my cladding is made of? It's just a short way along this pebbly beach where we can be somewhere much more comfortable, & I'll show you.
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Hardy perrenials are a wise investment.
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Call the horses, & we'll start plowing.
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