If you just had some idea. Here comes the goodbye look.

Coming Soon, My Blog! A blog much like my life. There is nothing wrong with what I do. Published October 11, 2013. I sing, I dance, I cry until dawn. I sing the joy ecstatic. I get what I want. I give what I desire. I let myself be lied to. Published September 14, 2013.

Blogging for the well-read and ill-at-ease. Coming Soon, My Blog! Ninety Four Two Forty Nine. A World in Her Own Words. C ities of Tiny Lights. A Small Circle of Friends. Welcome to A Small Circle of Friends. A blogging group for the well-read and the ill-at-ease.

A place for my silly poems, etc. The world is a sunset. Is the mist, rising. I feel love is numbered. Who is there for me? I look at you, thought. Put tomorrow out of your mind. You look like the kind of guy. When she was still fresh and pretty.

A garden of expression, grown among the stones of the Brooklyn streets. A fall from the sky day. Watched by the eyes of those. Who would burn us while sleeping,. Our blue sky of freedom. And ordianry, in daylight. A hooded young man crouches. I long for my city. And my dreams of this city. I came full of hope.

And in those dayswhen we would wander in the woods,your hand would findmy secret places.

The air is thick with natural vibrations. My body moves in rythym. I need to sleep so let yourself out just clean up your mess on your way. I can feel the air vibrate around you fingers. Oh! Equals one plus one. It all comesfrom a single pointand it all goesto a single point. Tiny white flowersfloat down to medrfitingfrom your tree of life. It is her shadow Her eye, her touch her voice. She, I am, is woman.