i_just_dont_have_a_reason sister not-so-innocent and he said 'do you need air?' and his face was so close to mine and his blue eyes grinned and his mouth opened and he hovered close and he blew ever ever ever so gently onto my parted lips. i breathed out and im not sure who moved ever so slightly but our lips touched. we moved apart and continued on but i could still feel his breath on my smile 020128 ... roy estrada i feel like a lone shepherd on a dark green hill somewhere in the low hills of lebenon, wrapped tight in a thick wool robe, drinking thick, rich goat milk from an oily leather flask. the air is thick with the smell of damp sheep fur and cedar. 020916 ... Tempted not to drink like Joy McMillions. I try to resist the desire but i cannot, and i find myself lying in the gutter outside burger king again.. he supports me, perhaps not with advice, but money. Perhaps that is why I don't have a reason. 020917 what's it to you? who go blather from