My LoveMy Love My Love came gently to me by day And I would not have him. My Love withdrew into his winter And longed for me in his absence. He recognized me before I knew him And called to me from time before. Again I made ready And again he came to me at the appointed hour. My Love knocked loudly and I would not hear him. My Love grew fierce, intense, powerful, His knuckles heavy-handed and exquisite upon my door. I turned my face to him, His eyes refusing to release me. My Love made way with bold certainty To penetrate and pierce. And the covenant of hMy Love
It's tribal and primal yet light and whimsical at the same time.
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It must just be the colors and the kids that keep me alive.
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"Invent your life over if it doesn't feel juicy"
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Modern anything is awfully Flash Gordon in appearance, I like to look cool, but seriously, form follows function.
umm umm ummm i'm going to show my work when i get to go to my dads house cause all my photos are on his computer.....but i callled him and i'm going tomorrow soo yeah
your work is very creative
take care!
-M
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Lieutenant Candy Bang Bang
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"Invent your life over if it doesn't feel juicy"
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