Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Melanmycholy Anyone?

I love feeling sad, sometimes. i wrap the quiet no, not sadness, melancholy around me. The word itself wraps itself around my tongue like melted licorish that seeps slowly, luxuriously into each sensitive pore. Music, draws me into her mellow arms and caresses my soul until I pool into myself and surfeit, dissipate into the cool waiting moon. Sighs, hooded eyes seek their meridian senses drink deeply of the low slow music drawing me line by line into immortality.

October in Vermont 2007

October in Vermont 2007