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Shayla

birdsinherhair

About Me

I lose my keys everyday and I collect teacups for a kitchen I don't have. I don't remember anything unless i write it down, but chances are I can't remember where I put my pen. I like things your grandma would buy.God. Jesus. the holy spirit. Indian paintbrushes. peanut butter kisses. the sound of the teapot whistling and the record player crackling. dancing in socks on the kitchen floor. love. miracles. faith. juice boxes. worship. red doors. falling asleep to the hum of lullabies. rooftops. tattoos. pressed flowers. birds. sunshine. big sweaters and hot drinks on a cold day. the sound of rain on your umbrella. scarves, mittens and beanies. john wayne movies. coffee and cigars. the smell of pipe tobacco and butterscotch candies. indie films. and whispering secrets to wildflowers..

"Do you believe in always?,the wind said to the rain,
I am too busy with my flowers to believe,the rain answered"
-E.E. Cummings

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My Blog

Its funny what two years will do to the sparks of friendship & the promises you make with it.

In every fractured moment, cross-sectioned and classified into separate components and factors, I can see the webbing that strings it together.  And in every ray of light, sent from the sun an...
Posted by Shayla on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 04:46:00 PST

the best reply i could come up with.

I’ll be your little birdand sing you love songs as if it’s what i was created for. I’ll make your arms my branches and fly to you when I need rest and protection. You’ll be my ...
Posted by Shayla on Thu, 27 Mar 2008 06:36:00 PST

A little bit tired, fingers cold.

Think I’ve decided that there are a lot of things about you I like.  There are a lot of times when I lay under my covers in the dark after we close the boxes and sign off with electronic ki...
Posted by Shayla on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 04:42:00 PST

box me in as best you can, it’s only a matter of time.

I keep running into my future.  Saw it in the corner of the rearview mirror last weekend when I was driving home.  Saw it in the sunset today from the top of the hill.  Saw it in...
Posted by Shayla on Tue, 18 Mar 2008 09:57:00 PST

to the blog readers:

Lately I’ve been finding out that we’ve only got each other. Because everything else is empty.  When I turn to nature, it hands me this mess of ice storms and gale force and do...
Posted by Shayla on Sat, 15 Mar 2008 07:33:00 PST

no subject

And it’s me with my head in my hands, smiling stupidly at my feet.  The way this correspondence bounces around my brain when I’m lacking your voice or your words.  It’s ...
Posted by Shayla on Thu, 13 Mar 2008 07:16:00 PST

Go on, make me smile.

Because I've never been so sleep deprived, so excited, so childish and so  so utterly amazed and surprised by someone in my entire life.  To call it a connection wouldn't be right, it's m...
Posted by Shayla on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 04:45:00 PST

medical textbooks, Defibrillators, and electricity in my veins..

A medical textbook will tell you that the human body is powered by our blood, full of oxygen; and by cells, and our brain. When something is wrong with you a doctor will fill our ears with medical lan...
Posted by Shayla on Sat, 08 Mar 2008 09:46:00 PST

The Best Part of Love is the Risk, or Why We Kiss In The Rain

Sorry Itook two hours of your time,folded it up and made it mine,slipped into the pocket of my mindwhere I keep the things that keep me smiling. Sorry I left you to wonder at sleep,songs left to ...
Posted by Shayla on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 08:22:00 PST

Its about the honesty of emotion and why that weighs so much to me.

Something about the way you said it reminded me that I'm not the same person I was. And I'm not saying that in a bad way.  It's just that I keep adjusting to myself and my world to find it ...
Posted by Shayla on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 05:34:00 PST