If a picture says 1,000 words, can your eyes really be the windows to the soul, a place to connect, where space and time stand still, so that love can find its way in. I feel as though love can blossom or die, in these small openings of time when the window is open or closed depending on what the wanter wants. After the time has passed, the door is closed and may never open again.
My Secret wish is to live in a cob house http://www.geocities.com/RainForest/Canopy/7148/pat_cob.html
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