| you mean more to me than any earthly thing. |


ON LOVE SometimesON LOVE by ~cat-nap
we dance metaphorical
steps in one-two-three fashion,
our hands the only things moving,
our hands speaking Morse Code.
Sometimes
i bite my lip, as habit ---
you smile your Commendable
Smile ---
then tell me of your ambitions
how you'll rule the world
(one way or another)
Usually I just laugh.
Sometimes
i dream of a small rivulet
which winds down the hillside
(in
oh gosh.
i'm visiting deviantart right now after never being here because i want to start some form of art again. i've been so busy with my style & life blog/school/boyfriend/friends/family/crap that somehow, my whole art life, and deviantart has fell to the waste side. it's really depressing, actually.
but i'm back for this second (because i can't really promise anything else). i really want to start drawing again, start creating something again. i miss it so much, but have no idea how to coax it to return to me. "but elanor, you never lost it!" sure, that's what you say, but that's not what it feels like.
but this is hilarious - who am i even talking to right now? i'm not surprised if all my old friends are long gone too. : )
enough about that. i just want to try again, try something "new"... i don't know what i want. but i just thought i should post a journal entry, it just felt like something right.
x elanor
| Sweet darlin', come hold me Just a little bit longer now. // you may call me elanor or elle |