i have noted recently that pixi-dust's smile taught the sun to shine...and that the bottom lip is a sunrise, the top lip a sunset...at least that's how i see it from where i lie with my head on a pillow...lately, that has been my favourite place to be...everything melts there...just as is happening outside right now...hence the pd/sun equation...

and just so that i never have to provide disclaimers, let me give you my oath:
i will never ever EVER be ashamed of poetics
i will never ever EVER be ashamed of my love
(and i will never ever EVER not want to go for brunch on sundays)

for the record, my sunny pd has given us a great new term to label each other with...and thus, i have a couple of new latin words to add to my vocabulary:

particeps criminis: a partner in crime; accomplice

(therefore, my pd is my pc)