I come back from picking the kids up from their week away and find that kizmet has gone grey

I feel kinda blah and mundane (yes jaxs1984 there's that word again ) today, nothing much to say yet the feeling that there is a lot still unsaid So I apologise now if you are still awaiting a journal reply from me, a weekend away always buggers up things, yet in another respect should surely prompt a bright and exciting new journal *shrugs*

And now some questions dear readers, things that I left on saintadatha's journal (slightly adjusted to suit my own ponderings)

1) Can you define attraction or is it just the same feeling as lust? Do men have the same feelings of attraction that women do or do the majority just see a big pair of boobs, slim body and not even look past their animal instincts to those of us that are not as aesthetically pleasing to the eye?

2) Is that a prerequisite of being here - on earth - that we are expected to leave behind our childlike innocence? Because if it is, then, boo-ya-sucks, I'm not growing up *pouts and throws teddy out the pram*

Love and kisses
Michelle xx

I lie in an early bed, thinking late thoughts
Waiting for the black to replace my blue
I do not struggle in your web because it was my aim to get caught
But daddy longlegs, I feel that I'm finally growing weary
Of waiting to be consumed by you

Give me the first taste, let it begin heaven cannot wait
Forever
Darling, just start the chase -- I'll let you win but you must
Make the endeavor

Oh, your love give me a heart contusion
Adagio breezes fill my skin with sudden red
Your hungry flirt borders intrusion
I'm building memories on things we have not said
Full is not heavy as empty, not nearly my love, not nearly my love, not nearly

Give me the first taste, let it begin heaven cannot wait
Forever
Darling, just start the chase -- I'll let you win, but you must
Make the endeavor