Lea Fealith
beaulolais
Reading Gaol
two men looked out
from prison bars;
one saw mud,
the other, stars.
i hope he did get to see those stars.
when i wish i lived in the olden days, i remember things like this and then am more content with the present
Considering my chronic inability to align myself with the norms of society, I'm thankful for landing in the era I did too.
You always have the best comments Chessie. I always feel a little smarter after talking to you.
aww, that makes me feel warm all over
like a melted marshmallow
not singed
just a little golden brown around the edges
all gooey
which is out of character for beaulolais who is sposed to be all hardass