Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Cause he's the wall
between which we
have our moments
our whispered sass
and swoosh, wink
or if we go obscene,
I'm being sensible here
to bat my lash
cross my seams.

Thoughts after reading Midsummer Night's Dream.

Complicated and beautiful when in memory.
I try convincing myself it's almost the same as a minute ago.

Liked that a lot, decided to steal it.

He is the wall that stands between us

A genderless wall
hmmm

Is a wall masculine or feminine?

I got 15,000 posts here,
my socks are obscene

We make bridges
and wait in our beds,
till we've a Puck for shadow.

Where goes he
by and by my head.

I'm to wake in laughter
and maybe I'll find it amusing,
I look forward to it.

See you there
if you go out for a walk
in this big moonlight.

I'm rubbing on the vanilla oil today
got my neck, got my wrists, then got my neck again.
I feel good.

I do not understand these things.
I'm sad to let go.

Just in case
it goes to space,
promise me...

He built for me
fine paper boats,
so I could go out sailing
any time I had the need.

"And if old keep gettin' older and the young must do the same. And it's never gettin' better who's to bless and who's to blame. "

Jack, she's just a blessing, absolutely the freshest start, beautiful girl!
I'm so happy you shared. I wanted to ask for a picture of her a few days ago, but didn't want to seem to put you on the spot, so this was the best to see her and that you wanted to share. I'm cheered up before I go to sleep.

Thank you, my friend.

Sweet dreams, Jack
and sweet dreams little Isabella Rose.

I want to curl into this,
go gently as a shore
and born up of hope
then lift back as a wave.

Carrying goodness within.

Perhaps, do you live in a little shell
with pearly curls
and your pull in ocean songs,
you, to call me
in echo.

Let us brunch on beaches
enraptured,

I'm enchanted on your lip,
your twist, and your sediments.

I might say,
"I'm going to live a summer
in this pressed footprint,
study it's weight
and know what bosom
sighed momentarily above,

to measure a distance,
could I follow it somewhere

or build a wall
and listen to water calling
from the outside of this."

We are too much,
and many things,
which I find I like
letting us become.

I'm glad you could surf this wave...
anytime we're ready to go for it, take and bring it back,
let's swim, I'm game.

Thanks much for hanging with me, neo u.

First thoughts...
No wonder people are having sex,
so they don't have to remember
they're living like this.

Thanks, mingo.
You caught me in the act, trying to squeeze on my own perspective and make it passionate. I was picturing all sorts of sorts caught in the act.
Feeling betters.