The morning sky
Jan. 21st, 2003 08:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cedar_groveFunny how we can all look at the same thing and see different things, feel different emotions... just one of them (Maybe if I get time I'll post the others)
sb= "I look up into the sky this morning, and along with my colour, nestled there against it in fact, the same way we fell to sleep, completely without intention, a beautiful peach colour... my loves colour." he sighs "It is so wonderful to have her here at home... And as my father contemplates what must seem an inevitable change to him, I too am contemplating change. Though of a much happier kind."
sb= "I look up into the sky this morning, and along with my colour, nestled there against it in fact, the same way we fell to sleep, completely without intention, a beautiful peach colour... my loves colour." he sighs "It is so wonderful to have her here at home... And as my father contemplates what must seem an inevitable change to him, I too am contemplating change. Though of a much happier kind."
