In starry eyes, beneath starry skies, we sleep together in the fitful night. We are one, we are the same... once two separate people, now lovers, now with lives entwined and enmeshed one with the other, our strands, knotted, braided, entangled in ecstacy and muted divinity... not of our own, but the reflection of it... within our lives, like silken cords once flying free, now inevitably locked in their embrace... the cords still have the appearance of beauty, but were they to be untangled, unknotted, and separated from the other, they would be wrinkled, filthy, unlovely... they are not to be on their own any longer... We have become one, and one we shall stay... until forever turns her head and walks away.
|I want to purchase some items both of my own work and of others'. I have a few points I've scraped together from llama trades, but I want to be able to take advantage of the current promotion for premium members. Please help if you feel so inclined. |
I can offer sketches for anyone who donates.