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05:24am | Aug 07, '08 |
Comments(1)As the screen glistens with that cute nickname which I have yet to call him by…
ever so innocently, he swims towards the deep.
Home of the great white.
Floating gracefully such as a sparrow
towards the hub of a tornado.
Much as the curious boy reaches reach for a bee’s hive.
With Just a Simple Text
a thousand thoughts are set free to run the familiar path along my broken spine.
My response is crucial…
a cliffhanger no doubt.
I pause… in order to cook the perfect alphabet soup…
just the way he likes it.
Proofread… send.
It’s too late now…
curiosity owns him.
Intrigue has intrigued.
The faceless paragraphs throughout the night.
His cutie slang …
as we make plans through the beep of a starving battery.
His words chopped to help alleviate lazy fingers.
His codes… deciphered and ever so sexy.
Original, cute and sexy.
Ignoring all incoming calls… send to draft?
Hell no… not tonight.
Eventually, sexy paragraphs trickle down
to tired one-word darts.
