“I sit in wonder, daring to outstretch my hands and voice, to question the past to molt into the future. Could it be possible to turn back the pages of old. A new beginning, a new start. I speak for those who have no voice, I move for those who have no limbs. I am my surroundings and my muses.”
“I saw her, Mon Ange. My beautiful Ange. So soft, so gentle. Yearning to be broken destroying the tamed. She has potential to be a lady, I am expecting divine qualities with this one. A true product my vision and my desire. She shall grow wings and rise to the heavenly sky.”
Mon Ange
Vous ornez les cieux avec palpiter des ailes. Vous capturez le monde comme le signal de lumière. Briller en avant mon ange fervent. Jouer votre harpe et votre flotteur parmi les couvertures faites de nuages. Planer dans nos rêves mon ange pour vous a maintenant un nouveau nom
Translation: My Angel
You grace the heavens with fluttering wings. You capture the world like the beacon of light. Shine onward my adoring angel. Play your harp and float among the blankets made of clouds. Glide into our dreams my angel for you now have a new name
Subject: My home 
Tue Jan 11, 2011 10:06 am
