just because...

*wink*

I swear when you spoke you sparked such a pyrotechnic display of smoldering sultriness, that I couldn't help but sweat you...
-Naturally Alise, (click here to read or hear entire poem)

Elliot Axiom

haiku

revelation haiku

u asked a question
i lied about who i am
answer: i don't know

le sigh...

miss u ?
Lost in a labyrinth of lonely.
and.
Longing to linger and loiter in your laughter again.
At times you may feel my emotional lexicon is lacking
and.
I am tired of trying to total these thoughts:
..... with the miniscule mouthing of "miss you"

exceptional moths

So me and Nikki G. was hanging out (in my mind) last night, and I wrote this poem to someone who needs to read it even though it is weird and random, but they'll understand it, and she read me a poem of hers that I dig, and then I woke up.

what is good for you
ain't... always good for you
but it don't mean you shouldn't have it
what you need
aint... always needed
but you can want it anyways
what you say
aint always what you mean
but it doesn't mean don't say it
but..
well..
we'll figure it all out, ok?


“Poem (for Ema)”
Nikki Giovanni

though i do wonder
why you intrigue me
i recognize that an exceptional moth
is always drawn
to an exceptional flame

you’re not at all what you appear
to be
though not so very different

i've not learned
the acceptable way of saying
you fascinate me
i’ve not even learned
how to say i like you
without frightening people
away

sometimes i see things
that aren’t really there
like warmth and kindness
when people are mean
but sometimes i see things
like fear and want to sooth it
or fatigue and want to share it
or love and want to receive it

is that weird
you think everyone is weird
though you’re not really hypocritical
you just practice not being
what you want to be
and fail to understand
how others would dare
to be otherwise
that’s weird to me

flames don’t flicker
forever
and moths are born to be burned

it’s an unusual way
to start a friendship
but nothing lasts forever

us?

i miss you
you misses i
eyes miss you.
i miss the idea of you
the you of you
the me and you.
us.
we.
that is all.

Cuddle Time!

I have seen a lot of people blog about this, but I must have it! What is it? It is a Snuggie. Since I can't get my cuddle on the regular, the Snuggie is the next best thing, dangit! This is also a hint, hint of what I want for Christmas, Kwanzaa, Grandparent's Day, Friday, I don't care. I want all colors so I can Cooooordinate with my Snuggie.

(http://getsnuggie.com)