A dispassionate white sun shone at the summit of the sky. I wanted to hone myself on it till I grew saintly and thin and essential as the blade of a knife.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
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"Desire definitely has a shelf life.Delay love or the expressing of it, and it dies.Take it for granted, and it goes away.."
This is so applicable to my life right no. My goodness. Thank you for sharing! I love your blog!
ReplyDelete~Ariel at http://adreamersdaze.blogspot.com/