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Time....

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How long had it been since he had been here? Since i had heard his laugh, like water... oh so deep and all encompassing i become enthralled by it. Since he embraced me, so tenderly and carefully... as if i'd break if he held too tight or took too large a breath. Exhaling softly over my shoulder and making the hair on the back of my head stand and a shiver course through my body forcing me to arch on to him. Since he looked at me with bashful wonder, whispering sweet nothings into the the cold evening air as my heart beats desperately for him and my very soul yearns for his touch. Since his name tumbled from my lips as if in prayer, over and over again, as i forget my own name... as i forget all woes... as i forget everything but the strong, heated, devilish god making my body tingle and aquiesce to each and all of his silent commands. Since i created rivers softly running over my cheeks as he slept beside me and my recalcitrant mind created unintelligible tales of sorr...

Simple Soy Curry

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Want some curry but don't have much time to do it? then this recipe is for you! Really quick and very yummy! Get the recipe here: Green Lily under Recipes - Main Dishes.

Hello!!!

Hello Kittens, I just moved my blog, my previous one wasn't allowing me to change things the way i wanted and blá blá blá. You don't really need to hear all about it, suffice to say, i re-posted what i had there to here, with the info of the date it was posted originally. Hope you'll feel welcomed and cared for here. Do behave!

The Expendables *spoilers*

August 18, 2010 Went to see The Expendables last Sunday and Oh Boy was it worth it!!! It opens with one hell of a gun fight where we see Dolph Lundgreen blasting the bejeesus out of some guy so awesomely you can’t wipe the maniac grin of your face for several minutes.   The movie brings together great names, direct by Sylvester Stallone that really do give the movie one resounding cast crew that gets you quivering just reading the their names.   Basic plot line is a group of mercenaries that scout a possible job for “Mr. Church” (Bruce Willis) on a dictatorship run isle and on their reconnaissance job they meet a girl that through her show of courage gets Barney Ross (Sylvester Stallone) to return in an attempt to save his soul and with him the rest of the gang for some massive explosions and trigger happy fun, and ultimately resolve the conflict.   I won’t say more than that as not to spoil too much, but over all a movie to make any one who likes big ba...

Come see, come see! Winter is here again... and... it knows me?

 October 7, 2009 Wintery fall days have finally arrived, as a sneak preview of what the future holds come the 31st of October. Last night it rained for the first time; the sky went grey and the wind picked up singing as it danced in between the leaves and trees, creating a cacophony of whimpering sounds to the tempo of a soft toc-toc-toc as the fat shiny drops of rain flatten themselves onto the cement floor of my backyard. It made me smile, as I open the door and was met with this small wonder of weather where before was nothing but sun and still somewhat suffocating heat. We are surely walking to winter and I am intrinsically happy for it. Not just because I love all seasons and was looking forward to wearing closed shoes and my long unused sweaters and warm jackets, but also because I find that out of the four seasons, winter agrees the most with me and my mood. Don’t get me wrong, I fancy myself a happy, easy going person, with a funny and witty stre...

Fire Diva

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October 6, 2009 My nails for this past week!!! Red base with a degradé of gold glitter, how wicked is that, hey? I just love them *jumps up and down with glee* I don't know if I'll be changing them today or later, but prolly today. I'll let you know tomorrow.

Depiction of Her Love

Written: May 24, 2007 It had been three days, midnight black but yet they were days. Tired of the entrapment of the four walls that secured her house, for it would never be home again, she took her black jacket and left. She walked slowly through the garden that she knew so well. It was public, but it never failed to give her peace of mind, never, until today. The woman walked by the beautiful ensemble of orchids and didn’t even look at the single pink one that she always took time to talk at; she never registered the scent of the singing jasmine, nor the dance of the softly blown hibiscus. The youth made her custom walk untouched by the joy and light of what she went to see. As she walked to her house, in a deserted street, the sound of glass being crushed reached her ears. She stopped and looked back. The noise stopped. Nothing was with her but the darkness of the waning day; the young woman continued, and the creepy noise of glass returned to haunt her. She sped up ...