she is perpetually associated in my mind with flowers - a flower herself

she loves to be alone, dreaming of art galleries, reading love letters, dancing around her little apartment to soft jazz music, wearing only a satin kimono, sitting on the balcony while she stares at the night sky, lighting up a cigarette.

so full of love and rage, very yin & yang of me

and over the lilied waters and in the roses of evening, we loved

somewhere, there's moonlight on the ocean

how could you NOT fall in love with the glow of the moon and stars, the warmth of the sun, the ancient life within the trees, and the sweet melodies of the winds?

i'm always so flattered when bees buzz around me. sorry miss, i'm not a flower, but it's very sweet that you thought i was!

tired of everyone's nonsense...but i love the moon

peace on the outside comes from knowing god on the inside

i am the moon and i will always stay magnetic, beautiful, mysterious, magical,

the only lasting beauty is the beauty of your heart

leave footprints of love and kindness wherever you Go

please do not thirst follow me, i am a philosopher.

does anyone want to play outside after work

be gentle with each other's hearts.

of course you will win. your heart is pure and you have angels around you.