I am a work in progress dreaming in music and writing.
My flutter knows no bounds and soars as far and as high as my mind’s eye can take me. My dreams are soft and tender… sometimes naughty. Playing pretend on a blank canvas is ever so delicious. Breathe sighs live in my heart and whisper out into the world on a daily basis. I’m in love with love and all its luscious existence.
The Cynosure of Reverie – poetry
Mel Soliloquy – bleeds and thoughts
You are lovely for stopping by.
I love how you love love. Flutter on! Your wings cannot melt like the feeble Icarus, like a humble hubris without a nemesis.
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Prof! I’m so glad to know you. Thank you for your lovely words! 😊
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Did you read part three post? You should. 😉
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