Here is milieu of me and green that is not envy. Face needs no space. Disavow thoughts that entregent is not welcome for this is the look of joyance, not annoyance. ; )
16.February.19
Today’s passeggiata merits pause for optative reason: may we walk together hand in hand for each step next. Heart no longer cold, flutters towards warmth of season of love, snowbirds are lovebirds as well. Eyes gibbous in connected gaze, hope for happiness for us both forever days. : )
15.February.19
From what do we protect ourselves? Behind fortresses and revetments we hide, preserving life and value and future unknown.
Memory or dream? Which drives preservation? Easily we fight for an apotheosis. A palmed set, though, remains a palmed set.
Breeze crisp in tropical air matches not the silhouette for parosmia’s afflicted, but eyes still absorb an image worth framing.
Fight for Maui. Fight for Pago Pago. Onomastic marvels continue. Also, fight for nameless spaces; fight for somewhere only we know. ; )
14.February.19
Vogue is the painter; their pieces the progress.
Audiences arrives à deux, but singular is each point of view.
Heartstrings hide while showing effect on both eyes and mouth wide.
Milan calls for a show. Leman shows uncalled. Indie says ‘yes’, then ‘no’.
Vivid and sharp: attractancy are points of aura drawing wonder. : )
13.February.19
Off key: next press and those thereafter creates cacophony instead of symphony.
I am the star, but no synastry here says whether or not accords will be sharp or flat for this finger dance.
Both magirists and pianists, missing the creative ingredient, find the mind stirring for a melodic mix.
Time will tell if this spell is just a step. Final piece may not be masterful, but its composer will be perficient–the key to success. ; )
