This morning the Moon was still out when I left on my walk. I like it dark like this and how lovely to have such a beautiful companion with me. Sometimes I am bold and I look directly up at the skirt of clouds around her. Sometimes I am shy, and let her find me underneathe the leaves of the trees. And it looks like she's kissing me, the way my skin glows blueblush as we part ways. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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