i wonder how someone can remove every layer of facade as easily as if the layers were made of thin clouds of gossamer...my fingers fumble as i peel the petals back, thorns sticking me...blood drips...but someone who hardly knows...can glide past the sharp and tangled vines...eyes on the secret golden chamber...nothing deters...smooth, comforting...a focus of the spectrum of colors...a shimmer of light and sparkle to push past the barrier that few have dared to cross...
the weight of the world effortlessly slips away revealing something raw, tender, fragile...thinnest of skins remains...translucent...
warm and enveloping a new hope fills the void...beyond the darkness...a magical world only you can see...
cg
Monday, February 25, 2008
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4 curious people say...:
so the guy who is doing this to you has broken through some walls you have put up...
:)
you have no idea...i am torn between smacking him and falling into a puddle before him...bleh...
cg
This blog contains the seeds of great literature. Very evocative and sensual. Very different from my blog...but interesting...
thanks for visiting, bibliotekker...your words are much appreciated
cg
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