Monday, December 19, 2005

happiness is a good man

some say that true love is the one thing to kill creativity. There is no pining or sadness or lament in which to write of. That' s always the juicy stuff people dig, the most, huh?

And I'm loving it. It's nice not to have drama and hardships. I think this is the first time I can actually say I've every important thing I've ever wanted. And funny how my creativity has gone to other extremes. How's THAT for an X-mas gift!! thanks Ry.

Raindrops and Laundry

Winter is working hard
And I’m home with my man
The crisp breeze through our bedroom window
Is wrapped in ribbons of grins and hums

Winter has worked too hard
For now rain spatters from his mixing bowl
Into showers of a thief’s diamonds that hit the sweaty brown back of a curvaceous and thick lover

Does Winter ever listen to the magic he has created?

How can something so wet be so snuggly?

More snuggly than a dogpile of clean hot laundry playing King of the Mountain on our bed
(the socks are winning)

It’s nice having you on our couch.

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