*Clutching on to this cup of passion sipping from its uneven mouth the bitter tasting potion how it burns my lips my tongue swelling on fire my veins.... blood turned electric. Fire ambrosia, opening up my soul in flames the pain, unreal gutting all that I feel yet I keep drinking as the fluid boils my insides my heart, an inferno.* Erika Thorpe ----------------------------------- I am very happy to show everyone, the intense beauty and the deep charme of Erika, mooncat here, for I consider her a wonderful, massively talented, and lovely presence in this site. I said lovely, because she is this mainly to me: a creature whose heart is a treasure of feelings and love. Rarely it happens to find persons who, already at a young age as hers, has got the vision, the depth in feelings, the wisdom and the capability of really understanding human passions the way she does. She's not only is very, VERY skilled in art: she has so many qualities within, that many wouldn't reach in years. Sometimes you're shadowed dear, maybe more than just sometimes... but as former shadowed one, I can tell you, the pain you beautifully describes above, in the amazing poem you've sent me to comment under your picture, will fade. And it can fade soon. Believe in you: you are filled with a light, a vibe, a passion that indeed is a source of amazing, warmening fire. If others will trash you down, be a phoenix, and fly higher than them. If you are the one who sometimes trashes yourself down: don't. Your beautiful eyes, I bet, shine on even more when you smile and are serene. It will be a pleasure to send you the real portrait: thank you infintely for allowin me in doing it :) :) :) love you, for real. :) Kisses, Meli :)