Wednesday, March 25, 2015DISAPPROVALCold lips pursed tightly in disapproving swaths Ashes disguised as words froth silently forth, For the tongue is stuck against dry cheeks... Moisture fled into recesses long buried deep. This mouth cannot hold humor or feelings.... This mouth holds no sweetness to impart Anything but scathing... Sign in to see full entry. |
About this BlogBlind Spots - Hindsight.....These are the words that came to me recently when I started thinking about what am I writing about the most these days, so I revised the description of this blog to try to get better organized. One can always try!LOL! Love, Krisles...... All postings 2005-2015 Copyrighted © DCJames Recent Entries
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