Yes, Emily, this was an absolute pleasure to write and read...when I got to "lines blurring", the magic of it just sort of washed over me in waves...
It's like I said when I first sent it to you..your essence was already flowing through the words.
From our earlier collaberations, etc..
it was nice dancing w/ you. A joy unparalleled by winning the lottery or anything material...
I'm gonna post my part as a separate piece w/ a link to yours, like the first, except the opposite.
what a lovely picture your words paint - the whole thing reads like a beach stroll while watching the circling birds - one of my favorite pass times, especially when they soar and glide like kites, i find it inspiring. anyway, after reading this i think i now need to make a trip to the ocean:)
This was absolutely beautiful.. the imagery, the phrasing and word selections were all perfect. It was like a vacation reading this.. oh so refreshing. Wonderfully done.
wow, this is brilliant, loved the picturesque meaning and flow emily. you two did a soft, peaceful, dreamy job convincing the reader of the moment in ways only an artist can. classically invoked.
I stopped reading.
Ema, I KNOW YER BETTER THAN WAT YOU'VE POSTED HERE. Ma, im in sub-zero temps., in the freakin mts, with bad company...from time-to-time...Ema, you aint gettn no free passes here. Warm my heart and soul ma! Take me away from the frigid neglect of a world consumed with complacency and tired ideology. This 'exploration' simply was a retelling of these precepts.
Ah, two becoming one, the rest of the world falling away, insignificant. Really beautiful job on this. Your collaboratione efforts are really paying off. This was a wonderful read.
to the Lost Boys
I am no Wendy;
but my voice brings you back to me.
And you sit around my feet,
anxious for a story
or a kiss.
Listening to my words
spinning adventures,
like so much g.. more..