"Let your love cover me/like a pair of angels' wings-

[witchbabyblue]

- you are my Family.
You are my Family."

*

As is my ever-more surprising and amazing Mother. (Whom I prefer to call Super-Mum.)

Which relates to each and every one of you reading this, because she sent me this: http://www.jacquielawson.com/viewcard.asp?code=1768566764632&source=jl999
and really,

While it's meant for me, I think it's meant for each of

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[witchbabyblue]

Gah--ha-ha... sweetness, seriously, when I read your responses to my posts-
I just-
make all these muppet-esque/feline purr/etcetera noises.

Until I have a phone that's more grammatrix-friendly, texting drives me a little insane. But! I can call, and we can be shysters together, until we're not so much-
& we're tumbling in bubbles & bits & poetry of stories... and. Just, wow. You're so crazy-happy to see *me* back? I double that, and wrap it in kisses to send to you!

But I will see you, I will- again- and sooner (if not soon) rather than later. Finally again- amazingness equals this. You.

[witchbabyblue]

I have, but only in bits!
I'm both discovering these gorgeous, intense rushes of new music- and (re)discovering/exploring my hundreds upon hundreds of cds & mixes & friends' music &&&...

definitely a very gorgeously shimmmering journey- one of the best kinds of intense one can encounter, at least for me - music music music; mmmmmm...
so; in the midst of all our words here&there&heartwise-everywhere; i'm thinking mix c.d. making/exchanging (before/after/during) seeing each other, may definitely be called for, yes?!

[witchbabyblue]

psst- can you gee-mail me your current number? (yes, i know, possibly again.) i think just to hear you breathe or giggle would make my heart do little bird-turns of happy right about now/always-ever...!

"[we] have heard the mermaids singing, each to each..."

[witchbabyblue]

pank you! yay & yay! my cell is going to be my mum's (oft un-used) cell number shortly
& only for a period of time, ideally-
ah, transitions/ ahh & gah!, you have to laugh; cell phones should definitely not take crack! (nor should any of us in my humble opinion, but. yeah.)

i love you so much, morgan. and hey: there is time yet--
"...for a hundred visions
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea...

And indeed there will be time
To wonder, 'Do I dare?' and, 'Do I dare?'
[and Yes yum Yes, to cuddle and to swoon, to spoon & dance beneath moons with sweet Merri-cat!]

...And the afternoon, the evening, sleeps so peacefully!
Smoothed by long fingers,
Asleep … tired … or it malingers,
Stretched on the floor, here beside you and me..."

((t.s. eliot; though i'm thinkin you know this well enough on your own!))