Macchars don’t wear sweaters

Posted on: July 12, 2009

your eyes are the many hued evening sky

serene, soft, ever changing,

or the diamond studded night sky

twinkling, playful, joyous


5 Responses to ""


fabulous! how do u come up with such beautiful lines? and so effortless! 🙂

I think we have a mutual admiration society here! 😀

thanku! the lines were as effortless as advanced constipation!

This is not strange, Ulysses.
The beauty that is borne here in the face
The bearer knows not, but commends itself
To others’ eyes; nor doth the eye itself,
That most pure spirit of sense, behold itself,
Not going from itself; but eye to eye opposed
Salutes each other with each other’s form;
For speculation turns not to itself,
Till it hath travell’d and is mirror’d there
Where it may see itself. This is not strange at all.

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