this letting of words is my treatment...my salvation. it pulls all the toxins from my mind, body, and soul.
My newest adventure is underway. It has lead me to take up residency in a new blog, Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA). ...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet), but postings here will be limited. |
Saturday, October 9, 2010
0 with just a smile...
She smiles at him, waits for him to meet her eye, watches his lips curl into a sexy little smile of his own, and then lowers her gaze in a shy eyelash fluttering way. As she watches him through her lashes, she knows he's hooked.
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