my name is pronounced mel its a.
yes
music
people
photography
dancing
words
sentences
travel
my vespa
coffee
cigarettes
butterflies
wandering and wondering
rainy sundays
gin in tea cups
things that are nice to pet-such as fur
skin
expressing
capturing and delivering unto others
exploring
sharing
the precipice before the fall and knowing I'll most likely never jump off
solitude
society
people
nature
the moment
the past
the what if...
imagination peeped from between the comfort of dually warmed sheets
standing alone waiting...
a cigarette before 7am
spontaneity
devouring snowflakes
leafpiles
the milkyway
dawn and dusk,