Whole, Hole, Holl.
-Yawns- Meep Meep. I'm Cleaning, What A Horrible Occurance..I Hate Cleaning...Bah
Humbug..Really..There Shouldnt Be Anything To Clean! Every One Shouldnt Own
Anything...Or Be Packrats...One Or The Other..And I Mean..How Can You Really Clean
Anything? There Is Dust Everywhere! It Will Never Be Done!!!! -Sniffles- Grr I Hate
Cleaning. Meeperz, My Sam-Nee-Chan Went Out Of Town Today -Sniffles- I Miss Him ='(
-Sighs- And He's Gone For A Week..But My Other Friends Are Here So Yay!!! -Yawns-
Hehehe Im Tired And Hyper At The Same Time!! Yay!!
Poem I Wrote For My Koigokoro--
The Mexican Falmeco Dancers Twirl Their Skirts In The Soft Moonlight,
Head Thrust Back, Caught Up In The Miraid Sensations Of The Music,
An Artifical Glow Casting Itself Across The Room From Electric Tiki Torches,
The Guitars, Being Expertly Plucked, Ring Out Their Small, Brief, Love Stories,
Everything Moves In Slow Motion As The Beach Atmosphere Closes Around The Hearts Of The Night,
The Slight Breeze Of The Ocean Winds Pulling In The Tide,
Lapping It Up Along The Shore Line,
The Faint Call Of The Harbor Adding To The Fantasy World Of This One Night.
Looking Across The Porch Plaform, Strung Out Along The Sand I See You,
Eyes Hot, Caught In The Moment, Body Moving Slowly, Rhythmicly To The Soul Consuming Music,
Rising As The Dancers Float Off The Stage I Challange You To A Dance,
Kicking Up My Heels And Pulling My Skirt To My Knee In The Fashion Of The Night, Flamenco.
Losing All Bravado At The Sign Of Your Wry Smile I Melt, Surrendering As Your Arms Circle Me,
Swept Up Onto The Dance Floor I Follow You Knowing Only The Feel Of Your Body Moving Against Mine,
Knowing Only The Look In Your Eyes And The Feel Of Your Hands,
Knowing Only You,
As You Pull Me Into The Tide Of All Consuming Passion, All Consuming Love.
The Song Ends,
You Walk With Me Along The Sand,
Whispering Words, Sweet But Meaningfull, To Each Other,
Standing, Wrapped In Each Others Arms As The Night Ends..And The Soft Morning Light Rises From The Depths Of The Ocean's Water.
Yay For Me..My Poem Skills Suck Though..Maybe I Should Take A Class Or Something...
Nah Im Too Lazy...Heehe Infact I'm Too Lazy To Do Much!! ^.^ Oki Dokie..Im Going To
Go Back To Chatting..Will Most Likely Post More Later...
Humbug..Really..There Shouldnt Be Anything To Clean! Every One Shouldnt Own
Anything...Or Be Packrats...One Or The Other..And I Mean..How Can You Really Clean
Anything? There Is Dust Everywhere! It Will Never Be Done!!!! -Sniffles- Grr I Hate
Cleaning. Meeperz, My Sam-Nee-Chan Went Out Of Town Today -Sniffles- I Miss Him ='(
-Sighs- And He's Gone For A Week..But My Other Friends Are Here So Yay!!! -Yawns-
Hehehe Im Tired And Hyper At The Same Time!! Yay!!
Poem I Wrote For My Koigokoro--
The Mexican Falmeco Dancers Twirl Their Skirts In The Soft Moonlight,
Head Thrust Back, Caught Up In The Miraid Sensations Of The Music,
An Artifical Glow Casting Itself Across The Room From Electric Tiki Torches,
The Guitars, Being Expertly Plucked, Ring Out Their Small, Brief, Love Stories,
Everything Moves In Slow Motion As The Beach Atmosphere Closes Around The Hearts Of The Night,
The Slight Breeze Of The Ocean Winds Pulling In The Tide,
Lapping It Up Along The Shore Line,
The Faint Call Of The Harbor Adding To The Fantasy World Of This One Night.
Looking Across The Porch Plaform, Strung Out Along The Sand I See You,
Eyes Hot, Caught In The Moment, Body Moving Slowly, Rhythmicly To The Soul Consuming Music,
Rising As The Dancers Float Off The Stage I Challange You To A Dance,
Kicking Up My Heels And Pulling My Skirt To My Knee In The Fashion Of The Night, Flamenco.
Losing All Bravado At The Sign Of Your Wry Smile I Melt, Surrendering As Your Arms Circle Me,
Swept Up Onto The Dance Floor I Follow You Knowing Only The Feel Of Your Body Moving Against Mine,
Knowing Only The Look In Your Eyes And The Feel Of Your Hands,
Knowing Only You,
As You Pull Me Into The Tide Of All Consuming Passion, All Consuming Love.
The Song Ends,
You Walk With Me Along The Sand,
Whispering Words, Sweet But Meaningfull, To Each Other,
Standing, Wrapped In Each Others Arms As The Night Ends..And The Soft Morning Light Rises From The Depths Of The Ocean's Water.
Yay For Me..My Poem Skills Suck Though..Maybe I Should Take A Class Or Something...
Nah Im Too Lazy...Heehe Infact I'm Too Lazy To Do Much!! ^.^ Oki Dokie..Im Going To
Go Back To Chatting..Will Most Likely Post More Later...