Hazel eyes, Luminous, with a gleaming smile.
My chest, erupting with glee,
just with the fact, that you’re staring back at me.
Love leaps from my heart,
telling me,
We mesh together like a symphony.
Devoted to you forever,
eluding the life around me.
For all that matters,
is if his grasp is around yours truly,
Protected in his arms,
safe from humanity.
I know I have found you,
the one I hold so dear,
Just by the way my heart flutters when your near,
I beg you to stay,
Sweet lover of mine.
For without you,
life would be but a mystery.
I’ll Love you until the end of time,
because you belong to me.

Careful.. This is a perfect size.. The rosebush is at a perfect size. Well done..

Bring it into the Sub-med ..

There there now child.. This a rose, A rose of the Planet Earth.. Take a sweet breath and inhale its scent.. This crimson rose heals the blood.

i FEEL BETTER! tHANK YOU DOCTOR!
your very welcomed.. but please thank the star-drifter for getting your rosebush...
tHANK YOU STAR-DRIFTER!

I was able to obtain white, red, orange, and yellow..

The yellow bush is the smallest.. It has bloomed one very small rose.

Good take the white bush to the sub-med in the east leg.. There we will use it to heal the blind and deaf..

The yellow will go to the south leg, there it can be used to cure nerological problems..

And the orange to the north leg.. We should be able to grow those who have lost limps and muscle strength with the orange roses..

Did u come happen to see the Blue rose..
No, I searched and searched.. I could not find them..

What does the blue rose do doctor..
It is said that the blue rose can bring back the dead..

I will stardrift again next month.. I will do my best to find it..

Telephones ringing the changes.
Banging hard inside my head.

Who are you bothering me?
Needing peace, please let me be.

Freedom is for dreamers.
Dreaming is for sleeping.

Houses for fashion.
Musing for using.

One night stands.
Final demands.

Bills of rights.
Feisty nights.

Long lost lovers.
Cold to each other.

Holding hands carved of ice.
Coventry won't be so nice.

Know how you're feeling.
Head must be reeling.

Maybe it's numb.
Having a mother, but never a mum.
(c) Livvi

the cosmic world
is a
trampoline
through
space and time
for the
exuberant Gods
to bounce
in and out of
other dimensions
through
space and time