in the water
shivering from a late night, unholy hour nicotine-alcohol-cannabis sativa-induced, blame it on being young and beautiful spur of the moment craziness, i take your face, your deep voice in my ear, the leg against leg, the long stares as i float in this alter state of awareness. i hear my name called by many people but the rest of them drown easily. under water you pull me and i follow you as we swim into oblivion and bliss. i did not know you before this.
i have kissed you many times. and i smell you on my skin. my hands ache to touch your face, the back of your neck, the base of your spine, both sides of your hips. even now as i look at you from across the room- passed cluttered tables and humming pc's and people milling about, i feel you, hear your breathing, taste you; and know you think and want everything and more.
you promised me good love as we walked back barefoot, before the sun came out. and i believed you to be true that moment. and as i walk pass you now, and all too cordially put on a smile for both of us for them to see, we know that we will always have that- if that is all there is for us.
momma, this surely is a dream - marcy playground, "sex and candy"
i have kissed you many times. and i smell you on my skin. my hands ache to touch your face, the back of your neck, the base of your spine, both sides of your hips. even now as i look at you from across the room- passed cluttered tables and humming pc's and people milling about, i feel you, hear your breathing, taste you; and know you think and want everything and more.
you promised me good love as we walked back barefoot, before the sun came out. and i believed you to be true that moment. and as i walk pass you now, and all too cordially put on a smile for both of us for them to see, we know that we will always have that- if that is all there is for us.
momma, this surely is a dream - marcy playground, "sex and candy"
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you will, one day, find someone you cannot fight.
you.
you know what the problem is?
you write some of the best stuff there is to find on this blog world thing but, just like kate bush, you don't do it often enough.
and no, that isn't a complaint as i love your words.
another bitter sweet piece that leaves us all aching.
"and all too cordially put on a smile for both of us for them to see, we know that we will always have that- if that is all there is for us."
i hate it when somebody else elucidates my mind as clearly as this.
you got it perfectly.
and when, she does, mussolini, we'll be hearing it over coffee.
mussolini, bismuth and trans. you three sound like an asian version of 'sex in the city'!!!!!!
cj, sex and the city? more like sex in the state of emergency country. our dumb politicians are tearing this country apart. everybody's getting laid for the wrong reasons.
slim, really? i'll take that as a compliment.
mussolini and trans, you will hear about it over coffee- irish, guatemalan, cuban, brazillian, benguet, columbian- all our lives. i am jinxed.
sorry if i caused offense. i was only joking. having met a fair few fillipino's in my time and a fair few members of my own country (men) I know exactly what you mean so again sorry.
x
Good candy, bad candy?
A dream of blue turtles?
Why do we keep smiling. Damn.
oh no cj! i didn't take offense in what you said. so sorry too i get to correct that just now. crazy days at the office. take that as a crazy filipino sense of humor. hope we're cool. : )
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