Ambrose Yalley

hope you're well too Ambrose!

so glad you're on the planet,

LOVE & RESPECTS... MIC POPES

hello!

i wish you a beautiful week, as wonderful and strange as possible

kiss, Tamara

NICE WORK! 

WANT TO DO A MUSIC VIDEO FOR US?!

-NO BRIGADE

Yes, this is where I stood that day,    Beside this sunny mound.
The walls, the walls are far away,      And outward comes no sound.
I wait. On all the empty plain            A burnished stillness lies,
Save for the chariot's tinkling hum,   And a few distant cries.
His helmet glitters near.                   The world slowly turns around,
With some new sleight compels my feet  From the fighting ground.
I run. If I turned back again              The earth must turn with me,
The mountains planted on the plain,  The sky clamped to the sea.
The grasses puff a little dust             Where my footsteps fall.
I cast a shadow as I pass                 The little wayside wall.
The strip of grass on either hand       Sparkles in the light;
I only see that little space                To the left and to the right,
And in that space our shadows run,   His shadow there and mine,
The little flowers, the tiny mounds,   The grasses frail and fine.

"Sailor et Lula"
a drawing from Claude and
...a KISsss from

Lula P.

 :: Enjoy Tamara ::