Different colors, different places Different clothes, different races beneath the clothes, all human lets be clement and not so sullen Don't wait, change shall not come be the change, never succumb!
Deep in the valley of the deepest dream the innocence of feelings Have overcome A possibility of shame Soaking in the humid the fluid of please Recalling this adventure Awaken Holding a sweaty covers crease (c)near_lane7
When I think about it. Like the dawn forgotten. Such feelings begin before we're even aware of them. Grow before we can even control them. And usually break before we could begin to explain them. Steadily forward and with a vision of hope, we all flow and have feelings floating around in our heads. Well most.