I've been thinking to much lately. Some good thoughts, some bad. Well, what can you do?
While going through my old comic books, looking for references to help design my new tattoo I will get for my birthday, I found a note book. It was full of recipes, video game cheat codes, a grocery list, phone numbers with no names attached, and things written in a code that I can't decipher now. I also found some Metallica and Warped Tour ticket stubs in there.
I also found this. I don't remember writting it. By the dates on the ticket stubbs and video game titles I figured it was written when I was REALLY depressed. So I don't know where it came from. Uh, enjoy.
The smile that crossed your lips
caused my heart to skip
from the thought you might...
Or, am I seeing things? Is it the candle light
that makes your eyes shine?
You Playfully look away as you put you hand in mine.
We both stand and you turn to lead the way.
Your perfume makes my knees week,
or is it he Chardonnay,
that make my vision blur?
If I speak, would my words slur?
I turn to see a near full bottle
(Intoxicated by your allure)?
Darkness Slowly surrounds, but I've no need to see,
having every inch of you committed to to memory.
Off to the gym now, need testosterone boost.
And a fight
While going through my old comic books, looking for references to help design my new tattoo I will get for my birthday, I found a note book. It was full of recipes, video game cheat codes, a grocery list, phone numbers with no names attached, and things written in a code that I can't decipher now. I also found some Metallica and Warped Tour ticket stubs in there.
I also found this. I don't remember writting it. By the dates on the ticket stubbs and video game titles I figured it was written when I was REALLY depressed. So I don't know where it came from. Uh, enjoy.
The smile that crossed your lips
caused my heart to skip
from the thought you might...
Or, am I seeing things? Is it the candle light
that makes your eyes shine?
You Playfully look away as you put you hand in mine.
We both stand and you turn to lead the way.
Your perfume makes my knees week,
or is it he Chardonnay,
that make my vision blur?
If I speak, would my words slur?
I turn to see a near full bottle
(Intoxicated by your allure)?
Darkness Slowly surrounds, but I've no need to see,
having every inch of you committed to to memory.
Off to the gym now, need testosterone boost.
And a fight
thank you for the set comment!