To add fuel to the fire, as if you are not in enough trouble, in clear bold letters 'Sexist'.
Loud and clear for what is sitting on the shelf and loving every moment that you can not wait to tell everyone.
The eagle has landed and nested that to burn bridges together to see smoke is an understatement.
It's written in the books to buckle down and have things on the move.
Protection by your own reflection only the dressed up surroundings are what makes more interest.
Feeling like a chirpy chap that emotions help to settle, if you have to be a sitting duck there is someone with their heart in their hands.
In the forest; doing things their own way where to grab that bull by its horns has them in a world of their own, separated from the rest of the world. As if time has only begun and life is still yet to emerge, although a group of people appear from a distance. These people bring someone of sly ways, convinced to be fallen into their realms they rule in.
In the stones; love aims have you feeling on top of the world yet it takes a push for them to step forward, leaving chin scratching moments to work things out sends in a distraction to realise it is the one doing the pushing that is the problem, love however swaps bags before the cat is let out and makes distractions of their own where to make matters cold for those in the way.
Leviticus Ch.13:V.36 "Then the priest shall look on him: and, behold, if the scall be spread in the skin, the priest shall not seek for yellow hair; he is unclean."