The corner of Life and Union Square. |
Waking... thanks to the pigeons cooing at the window. Thoughts of her, as I give thanks for this day...interesting conversation about pyramids; shower...pray..fruity loops..."Good morning, Libby....
Posted by Mr. Major on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 04:06:00 PST |
Iced Cappuccino |
I was downtown...sippin' on an iced cappuccino, in the cut.....cold-chillin',
when she walked in.....curvin', grinnin' with her girlfriends....no question,
Ms. Lady was fly. But, Not stuck up...she w...
Posted by Mr. Major on Tue, 12 Sep 2006 01:47:00 PST |
Autumn's Hope |
He asked, "What is distance to lovers?"
She answered, "Nothing....I guess."
But distance to lovers is like a seed planted in Autumn, that must endure the winter........only then is it worthy of Spring...
Posted by Mr. Major on Tue, 22 Aug 2006 01:03:00 PST |
Remember... |
This life will challenge you......Meet them head on.At times we will believe that our goal cannot be accomplished...Remember that some of the greatest lies we are ever told come from our own lips....y...
Posted by Mr. Major on Thu, 27 Jul 2006 02:10:00 PST |
refuge |
I sometimes imagine that your lips taste of honey.... That your eye's are the passage way to a peaceful familiarity that I have long wandered away from... I am weary from battle....but I know there ar...
Posted by Mr. Major on Sat, 15 Jul 2006 07:55:00 PST |
....... |
How is it that you adore the Rose...but despise it's thorn?
Posted by Mr. Major on Fri, 14 Jul 2006 12:09:00 PST |
the treaty |
Her love is a storm awaiting it's birth....and my heart, a desert........ " Rest...." she says....."There is no battle here." Though my heart is the sky, her fear blocks the stars..........."Rest.." I...
Posted by Mr. Major on Fri, 14 Jul 2006 12:05:00 PST |
an observation |
It's funny how we look for love....perfect love....and when we find it....it's not good enough, or we feel that it requires too much work...the soil that the seed of love flourishes in is constantly t...
Posted by Mr. Major on Mon, 10 Jul 2006 10:40:00 PST |
Aurora |
She was every word that I stretched, and bent, and carefully etched into a vision......and I saw her. She is clothed in the heavens and her Aura, like either aurora...... Her eyes shimmered like amber...
Posted by Mr. Major on Wed, 03 May 2006 10:27:00 PST |
Real Hair |
Can I see a woman with real hair please? No hot pink extensions that drape to her knees....and when you get closer you still see the glue..her belly hang over...her hair match her shoes........
Posted by Mr. Major on Mon, 01 May 2006 07:46:00 PST |
