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Clean up on isle four

Posted: June 7th, 2010, 5:09 pm
by stilltrucking
Going to lose forty pounds
going to get my dentures fixed
going to the senior center Saturday night dance
looking for love

The things I do for you.

Posted: June 8th, 2010, 7:06 am
by SadLuckDame
Woke up realizing
I'm just as selective with my women
as I had been about men.

Had to crash out early, lots of catching up to do and needed my body for it. Drinking coffee, no dreams in the night, no visitors. It's Tuesday, might be a good day or might be like a black Friday.

Posted: June 9th, 2010, 10:30 pm
by SadLuckDame
Also, falling to sleep on Ulysses lap.

Posted: June 22nd, 2010, 11:29 am
by stilltrucking
Trying to catch up with you
Sorry to get so far behind on my replies
Still reading my book of short stories
Short stories all I can deal with right now.

Thomas Mann Little Herr Friedman now, love it, so beautiful he writes.

Posted: June 22nd, 2010, 5:24 pm
by SadLuckDame
But, you're always so far ahead from me, that I've to jump trains, or wild horses, just to hear your laugh.

I promise I've no interest in drowning you,
at least I can promise that. :P

Today, if you want to pretend, then I'll yell, "Catch me if you can."
With it being sunny weather, we can do dry, dry, wet instead of duck, duck, goose.

Posted: June 22nd, 2010, 7:38 pm
by SadLuckDame

Posted: June 24th, 2010, 6:20 am
by stilltrucking
I am getting my new glasses today
Trifocal lenses. I hope I will be reading more.

I am about half way through the story
Oh Lordy, I recognize this feeling
"He was gazing horror-struck within himself, beholding the havoc which had been wrought with his tenderly cherished scrupulously manged feelings. Suddenly he was quite overpowered by the strength of his tortured longing. Giddy and drunken he leaned against a lamppost and his quivering lips uttered the one word: "Gerda!"

Posted: June 25th, 2010, 10:55 am
by SadLuckDame
Thinking about that got me thinking about the language of the eyes. I'm a quiet personality a lot of the time, except with my eyes, my eyes are never without something to say on the topic.
Our language of the eyes,
I like talking like this
and giving you that look or such a look, such a look says it all,
I might talk to you all night across a crowded bar, or past your girlfriend's french twist, all night my eyes might have something to say
when you're looking.

It was just something I wanted to say.

Posted: July 20th, 2010, 1:18 pm
by stilltrucking
yes "the eyes go reconnoitering for what is pleasing for the heart to possess."* Yes the eyes go shopping. My Mama told me I better shop around, a foolish mama's boy I listened to her. My Rose of Agudas Achim only broke my heart twice


*the power of myth j. campbell quoting a 12 or 11th century French troubadour.

*quirky footnotes my specialty

Posted: July 20th, 2010, 11:10 pm
by SadLuckDame
What would you shop for, the eyes or the spirit or the shape of her? Men are so very intriguing. I think I'd like to say I shop for chemistry, eyes, spirit, but I've failed on a few occasions, I'm such a girl.

Posted: July 21st, 2010, 11:40 am
by stilltrucking
That is what I love about tea at Doreen's studio eight salon for the terminally vain.

No pheromones and you can't see the expression on my face when/while I am typing this and thinking of at least three other women here. mousey1, lucy, doreen and you. With a passing thoughts of Buddha Bitch and Hester.

what would i shop for
I saw her at her sweet sixteen party
and I felt that "thunder clap" that instant love at first sight
five years we went "steady" Never inside her Vagina until that last farewell morning.

She asked me to marry her
but I said no
cause my mama told me there are plenty of other "fish" in the sea. :cry: 8)