she poured out her self. my ex. in a pool of blood she poured out herself to stop this restlessness in my heart. this ex of mine. i stood over her form. she in her purest essence. this ex of mine. i dipped this finger in her form. this ex of mine. now us two are stained. like i had an option. i love the form of my ex. i love the stain of my ex. she is & i am. satisfied.
THE COPY: I was sitting down listening to Norah Jones’ “Come Away with Me” and I began to think about future traditions. I thought… I want to sway with someone. Sway with my lover. To this music. More than that, I want that when we had an argument (and we’d have those because she’d be stubborn and I’d be pig headed (iChuckle)) we would never go to bed angry. We’d pop open a lover’s CD like this one and just sway. We may be as mad as hell but we would sway because we would never want to go to bed angry. And our children would know this. And they would never allow their partners to go to bed angry either because… well, because they would know better. They would sway. They would know it was better to sway. That’s the kind of man I want to be. Moreover, that’s the kind of tradition I’d like to pass on. Future Traditions. What's Yours?
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