magusdesign007

Yes I did pick up some more ink for the collection, you always notice the new pieces before any one else.

You do mystify me little one. Those delicate hands. I think other men would be surprised to feel the roughness of your skin... the texture, not quite so callused as mine I can't imagine you'd have suffered through the strokes of a 16 ounce hammer so long as I was willing to bare it, before I found a smarter way to pick up a dime. How can you who seem to walk in the ever present glow of a 15 watt ambience have so thick and weathered a skin. Integrity Jennifer, that's what it is. The gentle hardening of our souls against the tragedies that seek to define us or perhaps not seek, but certainly they can't have a way to presciently avoid us. Integrity Jennifer so much integrity that it permeates your being and manifests itself at the base of your palms, your fingertips

Put those fingertips to rest here on my chest little one, and I'll tell you a story. You've been too scared for too long, too sad for never good enough a reason. Close your eyes and I'll tell you all about the day we met. And I don't mean the night, when I watched you glide across the stage in that white corset. No, I'll tell you about the first time I met you close your eyes and let your mind to ease. Let the tension in the threads of your worries loosen until they fall apart like stone reverting to sandto dust to the warm drafts of open consciousness