Saturday, 18 December 2010

feel the red.

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Ski Race by the Santas
 
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The Prince with his horses
 
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Lighthouse in Scandinavian on Christmas Eve
 
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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.