2006-03-20
oobbie woobbie
At first sight, he is a lanky, nice creature in an apartment fit for his height. He is covered in tattoos and he has one on the top of his right foot. Together, we make a pair of blue tattooed feet. Nothing but the fragments of his single-life plea suggests that he may be interested. Okay. Now the lights are dim and the sheets are twisted. His cuddle pillow is in the window and yes, I have taken its place. No fear but of being too comfortable, knowing I am leaving for the other side of New London in a few hours. But I will not forget and will only smile in anticipation. Oh please... please let this be a wonderful thing.
oilandwater at 9:13 p.m.