The Wild Tongue 2/21/09-2/27/09 11:29 AM
By the looks of it you would never have been able to guess. Innocent as a chickadee peaking out a nest. Yet aggressive like a bachelor who wants to get that kiss. Impacting the pace of the transition. Not pushing it to hard, but just enough. Allowing the clouds to dissolve into obvious layers. Young talented outstanding answers delivered. A mysterious kissing sound from the suction cup. Auction for tension tense sight seeing castles. Massive amounts of meaningless gestures. Gentle endless rows of water colored rain drops. Cooling off the soup when it seems to hot. Letting some steam out the overlapping lid. Off they go rain hail and snow. Wondrous mountains full of minerals. Natural erupting tempting tasteful ways to organize. Granted it is a tough one but that to shall pass. Arguments out front removing the mask. Cast-iron crystallized stale air. Rejuvenated through a firm steady breathing pattern. A sweet smile reminding us of our intuitive purpose. A surreal feeling enclosing upon o...