Psychic Philosophy for the Night (26th October 2011)

To not judge a book by its cover but to look at the one reading it instead.

A message of before that slowly to emerge forward reveals exactly who from.

An invite by candle light that really shines of a delicate nature.

A response is expected so fast that the moment passes you by before you can even answer.

An eye and nose for the fair ladies really do show the sweet years. Only one date sticks to mind for someone to keep remembering by.

Sensing the chair so quiet you can hear a pin drop on the cushion, leaving those to peacefully go about their own ways.

That last record to ever play lays resting on its side.

Power once seen above is what now to be in smaller doses, even if to seem to be over-ruling.

In the stones; surprised like a jack-in-a-box but playful are turned away, someone who bends over in all ways possible to please only to take more encouragement in the ear, love who is burning their last candle sends confused thoughts across.