Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Your Guitar


your guitar leaves my hands empty without you
bitter, contorting, alone
my body yearning for the warm touch
of you upon me

your hot breath wasted
on the song flowing from your lips
its good, damn, its good
leaving me wanting you only more

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There are easier questions to answer. I’m a little bit of a brat I guess. I like things my way. I’m bossy, and I don’t mind being so. I do take myself rather seriously… but I am working on that. I have a ridiculous sense of humor…. and I can make myself laugh like a lunatic. Even when no one else gets it. I love people, especially those that love me back. I am extremely loyal to my friends and family. I love to jump on beds. I collect books. All kinds of books, tons of them. Some of them I don’t even intend on reading. I just like them. Ummm.... I'm pretty crazy. I change my mind all the time. I love to make stuff, lots of stuff... useless stuff. And I love to cook and eat. I love my kids and family and husband and all my animals. Bright colors, flowers, warm weather, cuddling, the ocean... especially the smell of it, all those things are great too. And basically, I’m just here to work on my writing skills and talk about my life and new adventures in gardening and raising baby chicks.