Good-bye May...

 Very soon June.

She would've
liked today.
Sunshine
Baseball
I miss her every day
but even more
on days like this.
Hope she's with us
somehow
and knows.

Oh, yeah?

.
.
.                     
if                   >>>me.
it                  ^     maybe.
were             ^
simple          ^
everyone      ^ 
would           ^
do                 ^              
it                   ^
better           ^  
than              ^
you                ^
or                   ^
maybe>>>>>  ^                                            

 

You may be the world...

 

don't stop
loving
yourself.
that
has to be
first.

If only...

                you don't
                have to be loved
                to know how love feels.
however, I imagine
                that would
                make it even nicer
                sweeter softer
                warmer better
                real.
however, I wouldn't
                know.  
               

 

The Hammock Papers gets wordy...

 Steal time...

Rob should be in charge of teaching everyone everywhere. 

Talking to myself...

Why does life have to be so sucky sometimes?

It isn't.
It's your imagination.
Stop whining.

Oh.
Okay.
I feel better.
Thanks.

(Stupider and stupider.)  

Enough about me...

 

Hoity-Toity...

I could not be
more a lady
if I fucking tried.

and so it was...

you look like
the one I used to love.
the one who used to love me.
I miss it
the way it was.

 

I stole a piece of art...

Well, actually, I grabbed it from the Hammock Papers.
One of my favorite blogs...linked on the sidebar to the right.
Rob Firchau is a very cool 5th grade teacher. You should
visit his blog several times a day like I do.

That's after I visit New American Digest, also on the right.
DT runs the place and always keeps it interesting with a
variety of topics. Sometimes, he even posts things I write. 

Go visit. Be amused. Be impressed.

 

Step by step...

Put your hands on her cheeks - gently.
Do not pull her toward you.
Lean to her - slowly.
Hover your mouth just a hair's breadth
over her lips. Look in her eyes.
Kiss her lips - lightly, briefly.
Pull back - gently.
Open your mouth - slightly.
Lick her lips one side to the other - lightly.
Slowly move one hand down to her waist.
Bring her body closer until you meld together.
Tease her lips with your thumb then
move that hand to the back of her head.
Now it's time for a full kiss that lingers.
A bit of tongue to tongue. Linger more.

When you get it right - come see me.

 

Chuckle...

I'm ready for some humor
in my life.
Let's be funny
once in a while.
You can laugh at me.
That'll make me smile.
I often think
I'm clever.
'tisn't always the case.

 

Nothing...

Did you ever
want everything
to go away
except yourself?
Me, too.
Being in the
middle of nothing,
waiting for
something
to rescue you.
From what?
From nothing.

1, 2, 3...

there's a 
rhythm
in the words
waiting
to be found
and
read aloud.

 

I think I overdid the ears just a tad...

 

it was fun
when I did it.

Happy May 1st!