My Daily Obeisance.
By George, I think I've done it. I've figured out how to nearly quell my constant pains and let the juice flow at the same time.
My words will be the kisses, pressing you against the wall until the back of your head aches.
Metaphors will be our warm embrace, clutching your back and surrounding you until your skin melts like sun drenched M&M's (false advertising at its finest).
Livejournal entries are our new phone calls; now you'll know for sure when I'm drunk or not.
This is just a forced summer, right? The few and far between meetings are caused by distance of hearts and minds and broken promises rather than miles and job responsibilities.
Monday and Wednesday classes are our new Thursday and Friday nights, minus the entanglement.
The Daily Bagel is our new 4th of July and the excess swirled cream cheese provides the light show above.
We have to keep forging ahead; we never did declare a capacity that night in the basement of Meghan's house.
-Michael
My words will be the kisses, pressing you against the wall until the back of your head aches.
Metaphors will be our warm embrace, clutching your back and surrounding you until your skin melts like sun drenched M&M's (false advertising at its finest).
Livejournal entries are our new phone calls; now you'll know for sure when I'm drunk or not.
This is just a forced summer, right? The few and far between meetings are caused by distance of hearts and minds and broken promises rather than miles and job responsibilities.
Monday and Wednesday classes are our new Thursday and Friday nights, minus the entanglement.
The Daily Bagel is our new 4th of July and the excess swirled cream cheese provides the light show above.
We have to keep forging ahead; we never did declare a capacity that night in the basement of Meghan's house.
-Michael