Sunday, May 26, 2013

dreams and last days

prose excerpt: " i have to say, i find you irresistible and that's why I'm risking so much.what do want? i've never done this before." In my hammock swinging, fireflies gathered 'round. Pizza. Gelato. James Bond sex scenes. The one with the shark pit. Don't get thrown in. Too late.

This weekend was a Dottie West tale.


And Van Morrison is still present for all my major life moments. His music makes me nostalgic for things that haven't happened to me yet. 

"We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun

Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float into the mystic"

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