He's not quite as tall as I like them but stands above me in heels so, he passes--barely. He has dark brown skin to which chocolate doesn't even compare and shoulders broader than the heaven's scope....
I live in my head and that's not such a bad place to be. It's much better than this so-called reality. Sometimes. Best left alone but sometimes desire company-- just that of one though. Don't need two because I have my own. Many talents and the choice to bury or use. Brain child, Miss Write, and a jack of all trades. I'm not too sure they get it but I certainly don't care. I've got to get this out. I must put it out there. My friends say I'm crazy (my top ain't screwed on too tight) but I haven't been committed yet, so...I write.
3 comments:
oh snap!!! A crush. (Why is it called a crush? I've always wondered that?!?!)
I like how you leave us hanging :)
That's a good question, J! Why don't we do some research on that and compare notes. Lol...
Thanks, E!!
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