Saturday, October 24

Tag: summer


Poetry, Spirituality
perfectly round? well, no. but perfectly shaped. big and fat and the colors of sunset with its reds, oranges, and peaches blending together in fuzzy harmony. ready to burst forth a new song.  proclaiming the goodness of creation.  reminding us all to take care of what we have or the gift she brings will be forever gone. tempting fragrance wafting gently teasing, even daring, you to partake of her flesh.  liquid sunshine dripping down your chin.