Fortune Biscuit Wednesday, Apr 2 2008
Art and Diary and General and Overheard Conversations 9:58 pm
Art and Diary and General and Overheard Conversations peterandthehare 9:58 pm
When my soulmate is a deer,
and we give birth to Hare children,
the bohemians will sing French songs,
and will get drunk on their freedom.
April 3, 2008 at 11:12 am |
I shall drink with them,
May 13, 2008 at 10:42 pm |
If I Were a Feral Woman
With dirt in the corners of my eyes
I would make love with a deer by cold moonlight,
for they
are the sexiest beasts in the forest
May 14, 2008 at 9:58 am |
Yay for deer-based eroticism!
hello, flying rowan. Nice to see you round these parts.