amplexus23

thank god *the sun* is out.

I was beginning to feel transparent, washed out and cold. the greyness was seeping through me like cold through a windowpane on a december night. All this darkness makes me pine for the night, but I need warmth, and I'm not gonna get any for a looong time. I woke up to a headache but everything's gonn be okay now that *the sun* is out.

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My honour to maintain,
I fling my verdant garments on the plain,
My arms stretch forth, my pliant limbs prepare,
And with bent hands expect the furious war.
O'er my sleek skin now gather'd dust he throws,
And yellow sand his mighty muscles strows.
Oft he my neck, and nimble legs assails,
He seems to grasp me, but as often fails.
Each part he now invades with eager hand;
Safe in my bulk, immoveable I stand.
So when loud storms break high, and foam and roar
Against some mole that stretches from the shore;
The firm foundation lasting tempests braves,
Defies the warring winds, and driving waves.

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still looking for someone to collaborate with on an electronic music project.....