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UntitledDear Justin, Your scent still lingers on the covers. It smells like tart lemons and sweet cinnamon, but the pungent odor of coffee from your breath overpowers the fragrance. I sometimes curl myself in them and press the dark ink splotches from your pen to my cheek, hoping that if everything else left, at least your touch would remain . Your comforter was always warm when we wrote on the bed together. But my bed is always cold, even after a 9-hour sleep. I’m still not enough for your blankets either.
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by ~CelestialSolstice

Imperfectly Perfecta. i could never get over the imperfections in the world in the deformed and disfigured clouds in the sky in the anatomy of a tree the new shoes whose white color would never be unsoiled even the square that was maybe tilted a little bit upward because of the facsimile’s bad printing
(‘cause some people couldn’t make machines that printed copies without error)
b. i used to trace my finger in the air and draw the perfect, oval clouds symmetrical leaves and flowers and boughs but even my own kineti Imperfectly Perfect
by ~CelestialSolstice

The Sandboxi. foam churns upon the shore and little toes glazed in sand swallowed by gallant mounds of champagne while the wind blows and shifting tides illumine the carefree thoughts little children of this kingdom of brittle, hidden gold
ii. two little children of this here land, who drink in laughter and nibble on the crumbs of happiness hold sand between their supple, sweet fingers and smooth grains into a castle the waters hug
iii. they dance across their hills of ignorance and bliss shovels in hand and fingers The Sandbox
by ~CelestialSolstice

Orangesi watch the woman with weathered hands, creased and wrinkled and a slight tremble that rocks the cradle of her fingers
squeezing oranges in her time a few of those blossoms entwined in the flecks of her gray hair she peels and savors the citrus elixir and slices the citrine with a dull wooden blade
a lovely hum vibrates in her throat while her gentle digits knead the fruit
caressing    wheedling
the juice with kind words and a singsong voice with patience and prudence
bright and sweet l Oranges
by ~CelestialSolstice

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i'm bad at titles.

Fri Aug 28, 2009, 3:26 PM

Mood: Satisfied
Listening to: Nocturnes - Chopin

and i like breaking the rules in capitalization sometimes. i'm a grammar freak though.

i'm sorry, guys. i started school last week. i'm very busy with AP classes and such. i take a mountain of books home everyday. extracurriculars are coming up, and i'm starting language classes for credit on Saturdays soon too.

but in any case, how was your summer? mine was packed, but i won't go into detail about it.

it's burning here! i might as well be in a 6 by 6 foot room with a smoker in this kind of air quality. why have you forsaken us, good weather?! *shakes fist*

gotta go prepare an essay now. cheerio!

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Interests: Reading, writing, art, dance, singing, music, nature, FLUFFY animals, and I can't list at all
Favourite band or musician: Celtic Thunder/Woman, Josh Groban, Hayley Westenra, Andrea Bocelli, Barry Manilow, Charice, etc.
Favourite genre of music: Classical, traditional, pop
Favourite poet or writer: John Steinbeck, Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, eh...can't remember
Favourite style of art: Drawing, sketching, oil painting, photography, literature, dance, singing, etc.
Personal Quote: When the Power of Love overcomes the Love of Power the world will know Peace - Anonymous
Tools of the Trade: Pencil, pen, eraser, paper

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*HIDDENSTUDIO Jul 15, 2009, 10:37:27 PM

Thanks for adding me to fav's

~CelestialSolstice Jul 16, 2009, 8:12:32 AM

You're very welcome. And there's no need to thank me. Your beautiful picture is thanks enough.

=Scarlettletters Apr 17, 2009, 3:32:02 PM

Thanks very much for taking the time to view and fave my work. Have a great weekend!

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