There Are Infinite Possibilities.

Little Did The Artist Know, Who Neglected His Appearance In Favor Of His Work, That The Years Would Produce A Breed That Spent Hours Meticulously Acquiring A Neglected Look To Appear Like An Artist.

Cinnamon Bites And Kisses Simultaneously.

Words Are Contact With Other Beings. I See A Word That Says Something I've Noticed, Seen, Felt, Obserevd, And I Capture It; "i Need That Word!"

Sometime Is That Appointment, The Final One To Meet. Let's Color All With Love, For Time Is Naught But Fleet.

Our Lives Are Fictions, A Work We Leave Behind, Signed.