School.
School...
SCHool.
SHCOOL,
Or not. Something like that. And work. Food (Delicious, delicious fooooooooood) While we are on the subject of eating, does anybody have good recipes for me? I like food. A lot. Also, you can cook for me. I like to eat. A lot. I need to get married to a cook. Yum. ONWARD! (Huzzah!) I visited my local mom-and-pop bookstore. (I am usually a library rat, because I'm cheap and like to dog-ear corners with little or no retribution for it.) I walked in and the sweet smell of new/used books overwhelmed me and DRUNK
on the sweet scent I bought many books.
Also, I had a lovely conversation with the gentleman at customer service. He suggested to me many great comic books, which I bought, because I am a newly discovered comic book junkie. I plan to have a scandalous love affair with that book store! I will love her, but use her to my hearts content.
MMMMMMMMmmmmmmhmmmm!
I have books trip-patterned around my bed. I will be WRITING this weekend. SO MUCH. Be prepared! My SocSci exam got moved a week later so the cramming I was going to be doing this weekend with be happening next weekend! I love that! I have a head filled with poetry words and songs and they gnaw at my lips. If I start spouting poetry to a customer at work today we can all just blame it on a busy with with little to no time for my love...
Love love love
In love
Loving this life
Gosh, I've had too much coffee
BUT LOVE
LOVE
LOVING IT
I put a heart sticker on my arm
Thought you should know.
It's sticking around for a while...
I wish to laugh
I wish to love
I wish to be
forever on this earth
a happiness to those I encounter
(I wish to quit coffee and take up tea)
Oh....
By the way
(Are you ready?)
No? Yes?
Maybe??
POEM!
Stranger
You stared out the windows
at the chattering birch trees,
your eyes dancing with
the silver-dollar leaves.
I was enamored with you
You wrapped your body’s motion
around the people with you,
small steps and touches
making you a silent sway,
moving your air to create separation
and to break it apart
I was enraptured by you
When I spoke to you
your eyes touched me
I could feel them
ticking off you my cheeks
sliding over my lips
I wanted to kiss you with them
I imagined you a fairy-tale
waiting for your prince to come
with dandelion-duff eyes.
Your hands spring past each other
A rhythm they own
sliding over your knees
creating triangles on your thighs
I wanted your hands in mine
You smiled at me
kindly as pale silk
an origami butterfly
with a poem inside your heart
I was in love with you
Soft-eyed stranger
I am in love with you.
This one is/will be published at Daily Love. They are great. Check them out. TA-DA!!!!!!!! http://www.dailylove.net/.....
I am going to work now. Bises-bises...
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