the comic

[creativesoul]

there was a gurl i knew and she could slide into a room and see the humor just building as a scene would unfold
other day she went to church at the salvation army because this guy she is in love with is in a program down there
there was this admiral dude singing hymns to Jesus and all the men chant

'dont count yer days make yer days count"
and she watched and smiled ear to ear, cause none of her friends had been to chapel there
she liked the contrast, she liked to eat on white tabelclothes with nice china and silver ware= she liked nice houses and beautiful clothing
but she liked to laugh even more.she liked all the strange places where no one really wanted to go, but see, there were real people in those places with real problems. "Sometimes people get lost "she says, and smiles a naked smile.There were ghosts and spirits and beautiful feelings all mixed up in a style tht flowed from her hips and her walk and her jokes flowed like water colors in the hands of a small child.
real subtle like that.it is not that this was all so funny really, but that there were alot of unnoticed struggling people living very different lives then the ones people were familar with.
she was learning a new kind of love, it was like re-cycling, or rennovation, it was like taking all the things tht were not useful to most and making it into something beautiful, something worth noticing, that is the kind of comic she was, and i was beginning to love her.
she grew on me, it was the laughter, and i would get with in that warm area called her soul, and i would start thinking about touching her, in places that maybe she had never been touched before.
one night i was available and her cat dies= and the comic was a little more vulnerable than usual, i snuggled up with her and started to unfold her petals until i got to the center of the flower. A man i love taught me some tasty little tricks about petals and flowers and the center of the pleasure.
I was waiting for and oppurtunity to check it out. and her beauty arrested me and captivated me. i was humming and buzzing with a desire to love and give pleasure. she was hungry for love, and the adventure began
i undressed her slowly after a scrumptous kiss of delisious flavor.

[Ann Bingham]

Well this was an interesting story, though i wonder at the background that caused the change of character. Just a thought. Enjoyed the read my dear.