You are numbers, logic, and detail. Your eyes are deep, and sometimes when I look into them, I see a galaxy of ideas swirling at light speed. No star in there has lost its light.
I look through your eyes, into your brain, which then whooshes into your heart and soul to a place that is the deepest deep. A deep that is often only expressed through waters that have risen so high, they gush from your depths into the corners of your eyes where they spill out down your white rose cheeks.
Read MoreYou came from another life and colored our world with your dimpled smile. You are my huckleberry friend, and since your arrival, you have helped us discover the world from which you came.
The old world wasn’t void of sadness, but it was altogether wonderful. A world full of Hudsons, who conveniently lived on the sun. A wonderful world indeed.
Read MoreDo you believe in hiding physical flaws? Do you believe in accentuating some parts of your body so that you can hide your flaws? Click over to read about how my view of “hiding your flaws” have changed over the last decade.
Read MoreHe sat in a brown, wooden kitchen chair and I sat on his knee. He slowly breathed in smoke from his cigar and then blew it out in rings that traveled first passed his large nose, then over his large glasses, and finally up and around his white, thinning hair. Then taking a break from his cigar he sings the song.
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