Lots and lots of Apricots!
AUGUST 27, 2007
The bowl of apricots was calling like Sirens with the power of charming all who heard them.
Last Apricots of Summer
Impelled I cast myself into the sea of my desire... and there I was, eating ripe Apricots with half shut eyes...
pouring libation to Mercury... lost in a dreamy half asleep state.
From the bowl of ripe Apricots came notes of music
so ravishing and attractive that I couldn't resist.
I ate them all.
I found myself surrounded by Apricot pits and wondrous visions swelling inside me.
Where's the Kernal Kama-Sutra?