sketching_a_face andrea the secrets the lie deep in his eyes cut through my skin my sanctity my compassion & leave me speechless & utterly unable to do a damn thing I see we’ve lived almost parallel lives that are now intersecting intertwining combining into one copyright 2000 000522 ... sabbie i know your words i know your feelings i know about your life i know about her death i know so much about you all i need now i to see your face to make it all complete 011217 ... ClairE Can never get the eyes right. One time my sci_fi algebra_helping cataloguer dad told me to sit on the sofa and whipped out a pencil and sketched me on the back on an envelope. I looked like my mom. And me. He brushed it away with explanations of architecural drawing classes. It was a love_letter to me. 011218 ... Mahayana: Zakah: Sangha Jewels of Refuge char coal her name was Char Coal composing solace-i-ble visions within luxurious resonance that eventually rubbed off into.into.me and we were we were one once again [oh how i miss char's coal] 011218 ... man with a sketchpad i drew her face and it was the best representation of a woman's face i had ever drawn, and then it went missing and i am bothered by that 011219 ... paste! i am the leg 011219 ... ilovepatsajak my heart going boom boom boom 011219 ... pat sajak niy !! splork oon... 030510 ... oon horp god vator scahu, plorn hatbasket pok? 030510 ... Dafremen Looking at the first three blathes on this page, I ask myself: "Is THIS what the 'blather_purists' were bitching about having lost?" Three verses about boy-girl relationships. The loss is overwhelming, I must say. (Not that the verse wasn't good, it's the monotony of the subject that I find ridiculous beyond words.) 030510 ... minnesota_chris myopia, tunnel vision even. It's good your world is broader Daf, but that's a gift that not everyone has received from life. 030510 ... *silent screams ..thats already embedded in your soul... 030510 ... Dafremen I was pretty drunk last night. I remembered typing this, but it didn't have that sarcastic edge on it. Must've been the back pain talking through the brandy. 030510 ... megan i can never get the eyes quite right they always look so dead 030510 ... rage eyes of the clearest blue, fall into the sound of angels, carrying me away and beneath, the secrets and the pain. no one else knows because no one else looks deeper you can hide everything except those sky blue water deep stormy confused mysteryfilled eyes 041107 ... unbridled an essence of existence 041108 ... a "point" Face_and_Border 041108 ... jane i'm afraid to sketch anyone i know. i'd rather make someone up, and meet them later. 070624 what's it to you? who go blather from