Your eyes are supposedly the windows to your soul or something like that....... mine also happen to be my soul's window to the heart; and how nourishing a view they offer. This log, at inception, is supposed to record the outpouring from my soul.
Now, now, have you not learnt any life lessons about selling your soul to the devil? lol
Too many.... its tuff to remember them all, so I chose not to remember any:)
glad you're back...as for gymnastic abilities...;)...oh btw, he didn't faint...but only coz he didn't get it. sigh. a fie on simple minded beauties!! so you're still in the [gymnastic] ring, so to speak, and with beijing just 100 days away, who knows, you just might get the silver...:) I love the poem - i do believe i've discovered ur muse!! selling your soul? well, at least u got sth for it...too often we give the devil his due for free! talk to you soon.
Oh, this, finally, what kept you? [scoots over a few blocks of coal]
@Crys:Really? What r my chances;)Tks for the accolades.... too bad I have to share them with the him... heck of a deal I got.@31337t:LOL! I've been wondering about you.
About your chances, as Archer would say, see me sideways for details. ;) and as for your Muse, i think when she's not wearing blue, her name is Monday...have you noticed that's generally when you go sonnetic?
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