...thursday evening..honeybee will be buzzing around this flower eventually..we will listen to eachother,trading recollections of the day,laugh,kiss inbetween sentences,he will put his hand on my bare thigh..we will eat,drink,laugh some more..share a few cigarettes...and fall asleep,me his lil big spoon,chest to back,stuck together like ziploc blue and yellow,making green... And this is the stuff that i live for...heaven on earth isnt where you are,its paradise because its who youre with..the walls could crumble around us,but i know he could make me laugh and brush the dust from my brow...and i would reciprocate every last bit of it.x
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 21:42:07 +0000