My body is a bulletin board, transmitting my condition. – Terri Guillemets
I drifted into a summer-nap under the hot shade of July, serenaded by a cicadae lullaby, to drowsy-warm dreams of distant thunder. – Terri Guillemets

My body is a bulletin board, transmitting my condition. – Terri Guillemets
I drifted into a summer-nap under the hot shade of July, serenaded by a cicadae lullaby, to drowsy-warm dreams of distant thunder. – Terri Guillemets
Spirit flows. If your heart is feeling good, it spreads the word and before you know it your whole body feels great. – Terri Guillemets