Cedar Sweep And please believe me when I say I love you

His quiet contemplation of the weather did not last for long, for he was soon spotted by some frolicking nymph. He was aware of her presence long before she arrived, due mostly to her loud laughs. A part of him had hoped to be left alone for the moment, since he really enjoyed the aesthetics of the moment, but he should have have been surprised that it was fleeting. That's a complicated thing, he says quietly. He didn't move from his spot yet. Something began to stir in him as he gazed at the woman, but he had to wait, he had to anticipate more information about her countenance. Today I just don't feel like getting wet,