


I promise to post more! I'm still figuring this whole 'putting-pictures-up' thing lol. Life is beautiful, and our wedding was absolutely perfect. I'm Mrs. David Silliman!
She is red, vibrant, Pulsing to be seen, To be held and caressed. She is a petal releasing fragrance - Deep, scarlet scent; Will he notice? Will he be pleased? Oh agony! He breathes the air straight from her lungs. She is wilting - yet wills him deeper still, to uphold her crumbling strength. He is a god! A golden god. Her soul is bruised with his beauty.