instead of the regular one night stand. id like one night of unbridled comfortableness. one where i somehow knew she was comfortable too. i think the kids call that being friends these days.
this girl is so amazingly hot
a poem, to my love:
oh coffee
sigh
how i love you
and your mysterious oily surface
what lies beneath?
no one can know
anyhow
its too
full
of life
and possiblities
like a cunt
but black
as the iris
can you see me?
i hope not
i wouldnt like
to drink an eye
alas you must always go
i will shed a tear for you
with the lonely particles at the bottom.
you were oversaturated with perfection
my friend
this girl is so amazingly hot
a poem, to my love:
oh coffee
sigh
how i love you
and your mysterious oily surface
what lies beneath?
no one can know
anyhow
its too
full
of life
and possiblities
like a cunt
but black
as the iris
can you see me?
i hope not
i wouldnt like
to drink an eye
alas you must always go
i will shed a tear for you
with the lonely particles at the bottom.
you were oversaturated with perfection
my friend
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bettietwoguns:
arrarrrr! rawrrr! you have one sexy forehead!
jasiri:
i think that you're right about crushes...such a strange land to enter with no visa...if i could i would climb to the top of a very sharp mountain peak and read words of wisdom to the wind, in the hope that it would return to me again as a breeze through my bedroom window...thanks for writing to me...i think that i've rarely felt as lonely as this site makes me feel...words on my screen directed at little ol' me were all i was really needing...thanks...and i second the motion about your forehead (even though i'm not sure which one it is ;> )...i'll have to look into salinger...