Thursday, July 1, 2010

they met, as always, late at night......

as he approached,
her entire being filled with 'ebullience'.....

HE LITERALLY LIFTED HER UP........
in ways that she had only dreamt of....

he made her laugh.....
he frustrated her......
he annoyed her....

she cried.....
HE CRIED.......

he finished her sentences.....
felt her whereabouts and atmospheric influences.....

he was the first thought when she awoke.....
and her last vision at night......

he was the cream that rises to the top of the organic yogurt.....
a surprise.....
an acquired taste........:}}
nonetheless.....
you become addicted to its tart resonance....

with each passing day, she fell more and more deeply in love with him......

and........make no mistake !!
theirs was NOT an easily swallowed piece of the pie !!
it was fraught with issues and such.....

and even though we don't really NEED 'SUGAR'.......
there's nothing quite as sweet.....

and so we partake.......
but how do we feel the next morning ??

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