Tuesday, February 14, 2012


"She is our moon. Our tidal pull. She is the rich deep beneath the sea, the buried treasure, the expression in the owl's eye, the perfume in the wild rose. She is what the water says when it moves."

Just a lil excerpt from Patrica McKillip which I loved.
Today is a lil different from the past years.
But its a day like any other in the five months we've been together; a day when we can't wait for nightfall and for the embrace that the moon offers without fail.




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