lovey_dovey misstree until you've seen it, it's hard to concieve of me being soft and melted. i am a fire monkey, flickering and loud, leaping perch to perch with no regard for the limbs of my neighbors, laughingly rough and tumble and never entirely still. it hasn't been coming around much, the doting and purring tree, for lack of a subject proper to be subjected to such attentions. voice and action shift softer as the distance closes. in the eyes, gleam becomes glow, the hawk-sharp edge set aside for other outpourings. always my cheeks are uplifted, slight smile indecently advertising my state. it's a different shift of mind, when i can find someone to trust, to lay down next to and rest. i can let everything go, every last little thing, and drift, and know that with them i am safe. i haven't been in that place for quite some time. i'll wait as long as i need to. 061113 what's it to you? who go blather from