Not Your Every Day Junk Drawer

Ghosts...I used to go to abandoned buildings & ruins and wonder about spirits stirring about the place.

The old buildings I've been in , I've worried more about startling violent homeless people and rotted floor boards. :eek:
 
The old buildings I've been in , I've worried more about startling violent homeless people and rotted floor boards. :eek:

Urban Decay tours...safety in numbers!! Well, a gang of people don't help out much with the rotted floorboards!!

I like shooting pics of abandoned places & playing around with different effects.

I really would like to find out about the "subterranean" NYC... if it's accessible & all that. Hmm, I think I'll google that...cause, ya know...if it's on the internet, it's true.:rolleyes:
 
Summer wine spills on your breast.
byDeepGreenEyes©


so relaxed, you tipped your glass
reclining in the unmade bed.

silly.

two ruby winedrops
cling to your breast.
the larger pool
full and brimming
wells and races
to the valley below.

the other
shy like a child behind grown-up legs
clings to the base of your strawberry-pink nipple.

extending my tongue
i gently spread
liquid
across the hard peak.
it evaporates happily
i understand.


http://www.literotica.com/p/summer-wine-spills-on-your-breast
 
Summer wine spills on your breast.
byDeepGreenEyes©


so relaxed, you tipped your glass
reclining in the unmade bed.

silly.

two ruby winedrops
cling to your breast.
the larger pool
full and brimming
wells and races
to the valley below.

the other
shy like a child behind grown-up legs
clings to the base of your strawberry-pink nipple.

extending my tongue
i gently spread
liquid
across the hard peak.
it evaporates happily
i understand.


http://www.literotica.com/p/summer-wine-spills-on-your-breast

I'm honored to be in your junk drawer.

Although the Phillips-head screwdriver is digging into my back, and the year-old bubble mint gum was fine for dinner, but it wasn't much of a breakfast.

Maybe I can move to your pantry for a few hours.
 
So now I'm goin' back again,
I got to get to her somehow.
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now.
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives.
Don't know how it all got started,
I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same,
We just saw it from a different point of view,
Tangled up in blue.
 
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Just an observation . . . Your comment is purfect with your AV :D
 
Lover of the Light
Mumford & Sons

And in the middle of the night
I may watch you go.
There'll be no value in the strength
Of walls that I'll have grown
There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown

But I'd be yours if you'd be mine

Stretch out my life and pick the seams out
Take what you like but close my ears and eyes
Or watch me stumble over and over

I had done wrong you built your tower
But call me home and I will build a throne
And wash my eyes out never again

But love the one you hold
And I will be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light

With skin too tight and eyes like marbles
You spin me high so watch me as I glide
Before I tumble homeward, homeward

I know I've tried I was not stable
And flawed by pride I miss my sanguine eyes
So hold my hands up
Breathe in and breathe out

So love the one you hold
And I will be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light

And in the middle of the night
I may watch you go.
There'll be no value in the strength
Of walls that I'll have grown
There'll be no comfort in the shade of the shadows thrown
You may not trust the promises of the change I'll show
But I'd be yours
If you'd be mine

So love the one you hold
And I'll be your gold
To have and to hold
A lover of the light
 
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