( For the book Tryin' to Sleep...Because sometimes characters come alive...)

Oriole Slugger
Cat in the hat lover
Lives to paint
Her
Smiles

He’s gotta heart of thunder
That frightens her
Into fierce defense
Ready for the pitch

He waits
And wants
Cotton candy mouthed
For her

Never has such a whole
woman
Made him feel more like a man
Bold, bodacious brassiness
So warm and real
He watches her
With a quiet awe

This woman he’s been fussing with all his life
This woman who knows his every scar
From roller blade to handlebar
This woman who tells him
The truth even when he’d rather hear the lie
This woman who has leaned into the curve of his lonely arm
And made it a home

Beautiful women must camp out at your doorstep
She says
What would you want with me?

He smiles
Awiite
Woman, awiite.

If only she would let him love her
With the lights on
Love her changing seasons
The rushed
penciled in notes to herself
The butterfly wing tips that span her dreams
Wider than she thinks
Her hips are, when she smooths them
Self consciously
And pulls on the short wisps of her hair

This woman who lives loud
And is ashamed
This woman who survived the cruelest love
This woman who knows his heart like the back of his hand
This woman who was done wrong
Yet did right
This woman he has been fussing with all his life
He knows her every scar
Butterscotch kisses each truth with love

As they stand there in the
August rain
White walls parted by a smooth black sky
His heavy heart longs to remind her:

His lips long to taste her
Yes, Beautiful women camp outside his door
Yet this
woman is
the only one
He lets in

http://worthwatering.blogspot.com
Can it be I stayed away too long?/
Did I leave your mind when I was gone?/
It's not my thing trying to get back/
But this time let me tell you where I'm at-- Jackson Five

As they stand there in the
August rain
White walls parted by a smooth black sky


mmmmmmmmm...nice...miss k

if you didn't define yourself for yourself you'd be crunched into other peoples fantasies of you an eaten alive.

audre lorde

A precious treasure in the "Jewelry Box"! --


*Priceless*


~Had to open it ^UP^~

A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence --
I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/2/photosynthesis_music.htm

griot oh griot your words seemless, full of promise and truth we salute u for giving us the harvest fruit.

"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..."
ASIEM
"Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran
(Be and it is)
" A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder

awe excellent
no more needs to be said


Freeworld Order
Dangurus Mines

feels right writes

let some in and got robbed
couple broke things, wrecked shop
blow ups - hot air ones loved to pop (easy!!!,not those blow ups)
runaway ones you tried to stop

love them

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http://www.clutchmagazine.com|writing for more than food.

the bitter cannot live with the sweet.

made me wanna relationship as this


liked this line: it stuck out

This woman who has leaned into the curve of his lonely arm

this line was profound to me and made me feel the closeness of the couple



shouldn't say it all or it will be taken
stolen by the Devil
God's my only vacation


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I have always loved this story, because it is a story of growth. It reminds me of the kind of relationship a man and woman can have when they respect each other. Marcus was a man, and I appreciated that.

http://worthwatering.blogspot.com
Can it be I stayed away too long?/
Did I leave your mind when I was gone?/
It's not my thing trying to get back/
But this time let me tell you where I'm at-- Jackson Five