I dig that.
But can something that's not humble, ever humbly make way?
Or does it make way in another way?
Just wondering. :)
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I dig that.
But can something that's not humble, ever humbly make way?
Or does it make way in another way?
Just wondering. :)
Kalimera, Ampoule, evcharisto, te kanis?
A young woman jounces along the street
with such energy
that her young, underdeveloped breasts
seem, at ever step,
about to leap free of her chest.
Snapshot:
Hanging in the air,
Just a foot from the earth,
Waiting for impact.
God! I hope it won't hurt.
Ellen and Jean-François,
though they may not know it,
are having a love affair
on my behalf!
He with his young, young
clean-cut French-Canadian face,
smiling eyes and sketch
of a beard that appears on
and disappears from his chin
and she, with her Oregonian innocence,
puppy fat and voice
unsullied by a cigarette
or, I assume, a single off-colour word.
The photographer handed the camera to his assistant. "Perfect," she said, "I can see them perfectly."
What so?
I don't have a problem.
I'm not judging breast size.
:P
Oh, sorry.
:D
Well, I must have been judging size then
as a measure of development
not desire. but I desire, so...
I have to be careful.
Seeing myself as an innocent breast-less youth is only setting me up
to be destroyed for my own pleasure by older evil.
Have a good day :)
Shen Li
I met a woman the other day.
The encounter was such
that I knew I would never want to impress her.
I thought that she saw me
as an extension of her field of freedom.
She had questions for me.
Some of them were things I needed answers to
myself. I had just the one or two questions
for her, such as Who are you? And
For how long will I be privileged to know you?