somewhere, a saxophonist is playing a tune.
in different times of the day, we pick it up, some of us knowingly, and some of us unconsciously.
we hum the melody softly in our minds, and add bits and pieces of our own music, our own styles, to this original piece.
***
it was good talking to you over a warm cup of coffee. the rain stopped for a few brief moments and everything was okay.
everything IS okay.
***
Namaste.
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3 comments:
Namaste.
Love yah, Jowjow. :D
hmmm....
at hmmm.... pa ulet. :)
hmmm.... what exactly do you mean, rain? hehehe musta?
platonic lang kami ni ani hahaha no sex. joke lang ani! namaste and love yah too.
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