Wednesday, 30 June 2010

The echo of silence.

Maybe love won't let you down. All of your failures are training grounds and just as your back's turned you'll be surprised...as your solitude subsides .


Posted by at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Jeff Bridges.

Jeff Bridges.

I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest,hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

It's a hard warm place of mystery, touch it, but can't hold it

i cat you.

Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart, changing woman into life.She has danced into the danger zone, when a dancer becomes a dance.