I love Barbershop Quartet music. I think it's ever so funny though, how almost every song is about a guy who is very scornful of love, and makes violent declarations about the fact that love isn't for him at all. He laments that his fellows have allowed themselves to be swayed by affections of the heart, and are walking starry-eyed down lovers lane.
But in the end, he just can't wait to put the wedding band on his sweetie's finger.
Ah, the strength of a man's resolve.
the giant tortoise
This is the blog of Charisa, Pianist, Poet, Actress. Herein my poetry, tempests, exultations, tears and laughter are recorded upon glorious inspiration.
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About Me

- Name: A Vibrant Petal
- Location: United States
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.


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