In the Garden of Light and Shadow...

Yeah, it is! Easy peasy.. it's literally a fake smile with a goatee of my hedgerows.. just laugh.
Yup. It makes me feel like an explorer lost in the Outback. Wait... I mean a bushwhacker in the dining room hoping for a Bloomin' Onion and a Foster's (that's Australian for beer).

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder! Everyone sees things differently.
Tis indeed. That is the most wonderful thing about art in any form or implementation. So many see the exact same thing so differently.

It's almost like taking the exact same pieces and being able to assemble them with infinite variety so that there's a small group for each person to love and adore.

Cheers
 
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You read, I'll wash or perhaps something else. Yum. 😵‍💫🥴
 
Easy there, Fiddo... put the bone down.

Yup. It makes me feel like an explorer lost in the Outback. Wait... I mean a bushwhacker in the dining room hoping for a Bloomin' Onion and a Foster's (that's Australian for beer).


Tis indeed. That is the most wonderful thing about art in any form or implementation. So many see the exact same thing so differently.

It's almost like taking the exact same pieces and being able to assemble them with infinite variety so that there's a small group for each person to love and adore.

Cheers
Really? You compared you delicate, nectar drenched flower with a Blooming fuckin' Onion?! 🤣😂🤣 It's a good thing I love you, Rogue. If anyone else tried that... 😵😵
 
I've been a terrible thread hostess, reading and not replying save for likes- my apologies. Life gets busy at this time of year with free time and mental headspace for erotic interludes fleeting.
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The rain is falling, again. I'm both exhausted from all of the seasonal festivities and restless at the same time. I think, I'm actually in need of you. Of your voice, your touch, your warmth, your scent. I need to feel your warmth pressed against my back as I read aloud poetry from a new book. I need to feel your lips against my bare shoulder as fingertips trail up a bare thigh... I need you.
Life before Lit, my friend.
Just glad to see you regardless of the attire or what you share.
Your pictures are gorgeous as always. 💐💐💐💐
 
🤣 Alas, my bathtub is not fabulous for photos... But yes, there is a poem by the same name and several others that I feel drawn to.

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Just laugh and ignore my antics. I'm in a mood tonight.
but the antics are so hot how could i possibly ignore or why would i want to there arent enough antics in my life
 
Really? You compared your delicate, nectar drenched flower with a Blooming fuckin' Onion?! 🤣😂🤣 It's a good thing I love you, Rogue. If anyone else tried that... 😵😵
Sure. A Bloomin' Onion is an appetizer and starting where the picture showed would be an appetizer to a multi-course meal of fantasy, frolic, fun and other F-words.

I guess I could have gone with with Apiarist and talked about looking for honey and things that were buzzing knowing the journey would be worth any stings.

But you know me well enough @JustAnotherFlower that whatever rolls from my brain to my fingers is what gets shared.

Much love my Little Onion. 💋

Cheers
 
🤣 Alas, my bathtub is not fabulous for photos... But yes, there is a poem by the same name and several others that I feel drawn to.

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Oh! I know this one...

Her hair is Harlow gold
Her lips a sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She's got cemetery eyes
She'll turn her music on you
You won't have to think twice
She's pure as KY snow
She got cemetary eyes

She'll let you take her home
It whets her appetite
She'll lay you on a throne
She got cemetary eyes
She'll take a tumble on you
Roll you like you were dice
Until you come out blue
She's got cemetery eyes

I haven't thought of that song in quite a while.

Cheers
 
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