Sinful Sunday

“Go slowly, my lovely moon, go slowly.” ~ Khaled Hosseini The moon has been beautiful the last couple of night. Dominating the night sky with is silver light. The other …

I think everyone has the same question on their mind: Is the glass half-full or half-empty? ~ Oliver Stone

What light through yonder window breaks? ~ William Shakespeare

Your body’s poetry, speak to meWon’t you let me be your rhythm tonight?Move your body, move your bodyI wanna be your muse, don’t refuseAnd let me be your rhythm tonight …

“What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance.” ~ Jane Austen According to Michael it is too hot to wank. I told him …

I love impact play but for many more reasons than just the contact of hard thing against poor bottom. I love when he says it is time. Sometimes he already …

“You can’t go wrong with some nuts. The key word is ‘some.’ Eat them one at a time, not by the handful.” ~ Summer Sanders I thought about photoshopping out …

There are not more than five primary colours, yet in combination they produce more hues than can ever been seen. ~ Sun Tzu

“An intense anticipation itself transforms possibility into reality; our desires being often but precursors of the things which we are capable of performing.” ~ Samuel Smiles I started an Only …

To see a world in a grain of sandAnd a heaven in a wild flower,Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,And eternity in an hour.~ William Blake

“And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.” ~ Khalil Gibran

When people look at my pictures I want them to feel the way they do when they want to read a line of a poem twice. ~ Robert Frank

“Look at me as many times as you wish, but you won’t get to know me! Since you have last seen me, I’ve changed a hundred times!” ~ Rumi

“Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.”~ Oscar Wilde I watch your face as you watch over my shoulder She is kneeling behind me …

Hail! fairy queen, adorn’d with flowers,Attended by the smiling hours,‘Tis thine to dress the rosy bowersIn colours gay;We love to wander in thy train,To meet thee on the fertile plain,To …