"Imaginarium-- a dream emporium !
Caress the tales ...
And they will dream you real.
A storyteller's game,
Lips that intoxicate;
The core of all life,
Is a limitless Chest of Tales...
The snow fell softly on Thunder Mountain. And now, long since the snow's melted,
I can only dream of making snow angels and releasing stone crabs on the
subterranean-dwelling "disbelievers" who said I wouldn't last 10 years on this
SP site.
January 25, 2017