where the breath begins holding desire,

a shallow curb in born.

the soft perfume murmurs in my fragrance,

sharp looks blur my senses away...

a feel holds so much being within,

the world is mine for here to stay.

yellows are all a colour of blue,

the bright is bled,

not so much a hue,

the tenderness rhymes,

with the feel of a day,

ur world is mine for here to stay....

so many things due. havent blogged for so long.... have a whole film fest entry to put, god knows when that hapenning... god knows whe id be online next actually.. today is one of those lucky days u get an off, and when the week begins with that, well nothing like it! reminds me of the older days, when there was time for other things, like catching up on tv! a monday off is just awesome, all the comedies, on every channel. man i can just never get bored of tv... one thing i need nothing to connect to! i love you the idiot box, love to be an idiot sometimes!