if i mix red and blue will it make… or a fragment of the odor it could be the base or nothing at all the wash between cycles

o wheres the fun of heaven that the bible says but a god of love or love is god gave us a free will

as it’s moisture fills the cracks… my lips, and i slowly draw my hand from my hips to appeal to it the bliss of the pure essence delivered from such a small burst

no going around the bush here picking the posies to expose the bleeding tears - sear with the hot rung a rose left dripping with the memories

such imagery... as i was coming home this morning.… then reading the imprints you left… lightly dancing on the soft pink c… over the white horizon in the mor…

the moose twisting his antler arou… as they all stand and stare in sil… holding the wall up as normal as e… without the thought on the mind -… that someday this adventure will e…

slipping in the cool as the feet love the feel cozy cradled in the head make it a water bed dreams do come

yellow flashing white laying brown reaching gray creeping blue floating

the freeing of emotions how healing it can be filling the holes of the soul with the divine love –of GOD truth correcting error

i don’t know where they come from i don’t know where they are going they have a mind of their own they speak about UN-understandabl… i sometimes search for them

as i place my hand in yours and we manipulate the dance floor at the museum the people stop

i tried sign language, the languag… they call it, the mating call, the… of the pelican to the penguin as t… and you see the light through the… and know that there is hope, waiti…

the tales find words in them the weepings from the finger print… speak through words UN-know little smears of oil mixed with du… pressed down in ink, some would sa…