Too muchsadnessfor oneday.Blessings and Bear hugs!
Bear should not be sad.Greens are fresh, the air is warm.Seek the sun with me!
lovely Rachel :)it's been a while i have been here.
Oh, Rachel, this is so good. I am really pleased that we have the skill and the trust to speak with each other this way.(((0)))
The DreamWhen I dream of youit is not of red blossomsthat I dream, nor blue.It is not floralat all, truth be known. InsteadI dream fur, fangs, clawsand musk and racingalong the rich feral pathsthrough the beech and pine.I dream of howlingin duet in the lunarlight so bright it burnsthe back of my tongueand stabs far too deep insideto ever be free.June 24, 2014 10:32 PM
That is incredible, Christopher!
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