You are poetry, I am motion
in between the bed sheets
and the hard beats
we are Poetry in motion
-Row.
Paint my insecurities
scribble my name infinitely
and analyze my personality.
Draw my body
and stencil in my curves
with the rhythm of my poetry
Crop out the burn from the sun
Erase my external scars
and leave the internal ones
Sketch my heartless heart
color in those beauty marks.
Photograph my breasts
and photoshop all my mess.
Splash me paint of passion
add some affection.
and outline my mid-section.
-Row- 20060707
A Conversation with God..I mean, Gee
youateitatsandys: my dog tries to eat the neighbors cats every time she goes out
Mrs Dobalina: lol
Mrs Dobalina: cats are so ugly
Mrs Dobalina: i hope your dog eats em
youateitatsandys: me too. she HATES them
youateitatsandys: they're all snotty and mean too
Mrs Dobalina: yeah..and than your dog can make them into...CAT-su
Mrs Dobalina: lol..get it?!
youateitatsandys: lol!
Mrs Dobalina: katsu=CATsu!
youateitatsandys: lol, i got it
Mrs Dobalina: dude..im so laughing loud right now
youateitatsandys: i'm doing the silent 'hehehehe' under my breath so my jewish boyfriend won't catch on that i'm chatting with hot chicks
