I once had an insight and I wrote a two page letter about it to my beloved, which just goes to show that the insight I had, had not yet been all that insightful. I´ve now managed to condense it into this one line:
“Love should not be measured in how much it fills you up, but in how it fills up the one you love!”
Love for Arts (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Painting by Anders Zorn
I was dreaming of holding a brush again, the heady aroma of oil paint, mixed with turpentine heightening my senses and ensconcing me, for a while, in those folds of the fabric of being, where time is irrelevant. My sweet darling sits in front of me, on her throne of love. Her eyes are kaleidoscopes of never-ending, always changing mysteries. The force of her gorgeous spirit is bursting through the seams of her exquisite femininity. Curves cascade onto plains of sensuous promise. View full article »
My Gran's wonderful furry companion Francis
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