you_missed_all_the_drama fyn gula you were sleeping this morning. the rooster crowed like always, as frost sparkled in the limits of borrowed moonlight. i woke you with a blind kiss, was that your eye? you mumbled the tender, indecipherable language of a troubled dream. i hung up last night's clothes and left yours on the floor because the three-legged cat was using them as a bed. no one sees what i do in my private quiet dawn. 021024 ... this should be rillian no one sees my quiet, private heart. 030920 ... shadow le crowl ha. everyone sees what i do. 031016 ... ShilohLives words I am hearing more and more often... 031017 what's it to you? who go blather from