Fimo.
The black dog next door waits at the curb. Waits for Jill to come home. As Jill squeezes Lucy from the back seat, the black dog dances around the car. It's all tail.
The first time my sister-in-law came to visit, there was a guy passed out on the front lawn. We had coffee as the paramedics rolled up. The neighbourhood has changed. It's a long tale.
Three weeks to introduce myself to the one. The brunette. Pretty. Pretty eyes. A pair of dimples above the waistband. Subtle curves of a womens back. Transfixed.
The smoking pair moved in. Down the way. A blonde and a brunette. And they share a smoke down on the street. Most nights. I walk by. A smile. A wave.
Hang the laundry on the line. I am no dirty shirt. Although, apprehensive is not the mode of operation of a gregarious guy. Understandable then the bewilderment I feel at my current state. Lost an edge.
The black dog next door waits at the curb. Waits for Jill to come home. As Jill squeezes Lucy from the back seat, the black dog dances around the car. It's all tail.
The first time my sister-in-law came to visit, there was a guy passed out on the front lawn. We had coffee as the paramedics rolled up. The neighbourhood has changed. It's a long tale.
Three weeks to introduce myself to the one. The brunette. Pretty. Pretty eyes. A pair of dimples above the waistband. Subtle curves of a womens back. Transfixed.
The smoking pair moved in. Down the way. A blonde and a brunette. And they share a smoke down on the street. Most nights. I walk by. A smile. A wave.
Hang the laundry on the line. I am no dirty shirt. Although, apprehensive is not the mode of operation of a gregarious guy. Understandable then the bewilderment I feel at my current state. Lost an edge.
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krista:
Wow?
bombshellbetty:
Lost an edge? No way. I don't believe it. So when are you going out with the one? 