This blog contains Adult content, may not be suitable for people under 18 years of age. How do you want to proceed?
View Blog
Under the weather.
Evening, Imaginary Friend....
Not many words tonight, dear. Feeling a little under the weather. Let's have breakfast tomorrow, ok?
___________
Year of haiku, day 5
Indian summer
kisses me, gently plays with
my hairas it leaves
Posted by Pipedreamer on 2009-11-02 22:38:43 | Rating: | Views: 9