Being Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d try to write something positive about love. I am formulating my thoughts.
I wrote “I love you” on my forehead and brushed my bangs away
While you were seated next to me in class
I gave you a parting hug after exchanging numbers under the lights of an empty evening parking lot
I suddenly liked my night course, coursing
After attending “the Fantastics” in college auditorium, we walked familiar lot
Boldly holding hands, waves of heat spreading
A much desired kiss was made
As our attraction and infatuation blossomed
I wrote “I love you” on my forehead
He wrote that he thought he was dull
I told him I didn’t think so
First impressions second impressions
The language is not limited to the written word
CS has presented me with a man who can hold a conversation.
I don’t even remember who wrote who first.
So, I met this friend who has the same curiosity as I. We both had the day off and he invited me on an investigative adventure.
I felt like a overprotected minor chumming with my friend and checking out an adult store.
Patriotic sarcastic circle jerking on the blogs today.
I’m not sure this projectile vomit has made any difference. I’d say everyone is pretty set in their beliefs
Beliefs that are only beliefs.
Why am I here anymore, I ask myself.
Intertwined thoughts about intertwined limbs
Flash images like a manic slide show
Thoughts made present on the face
A mask falls away, briefly
Intertwined thoughts about intertwined limbs
^^^ daydream fantasy of making love “intertwined limbs” to a sexy coworker
Flash images like a manic slide show
^^^ reliving in memory, their secret tryst
Thoughts made present on the face
^^^ the thoughts put a sly grin on the face
A mask falls away, briefly
^^^ means the fake smile of retail is briefly traded for a genuine smile
It’s time to replace my Magic Couch. It’s a bittersweet affair. My new couch had been sitting on the showroom. My favorite piece with upholstery that reminds me of raw silk.
This couch sat along the aisle to my desk. Upon each passing, I would pet it. Not long ago it went on clearance. I couldn’t believe it. Nobody sees what I see? It became my goal to find a forever home for my dear friend.
Months passed and my couch remained while the percentage of the clearance price grew and grew until it was 50% off 50%. I sat on its cushions and petted it, thinking.
It’s time for a change. With a sentimental sadness settling in my throat, I decided to make Clearance Couch mine
There isn’t much else to do
Except to walk to the water’s edge
Stare beyond the farthest point
And remember, peripherally
I have been blessed with a cowboy
And all he wants to do is ride
We met up in the shoe department
He wore all black with a phone hanging from his hip
He makes a dial that dials me in
Regardless of the sun and moon
Asking me “do you want to go riding?”
Regardless of the state I’m in, I put my hat on
He has taken me many places but there are still many places to go
He has given a new perspective over camp fires
A man I never thought would want to gentle me
I have been blessed with a cowboy
Lean and sexy, phone swinging
Within reach making me within reach
To be touched, kissed, followed by
some riding