i have cupcake pajamas.

that's all, really. ♥

peony white hands
baking the sun each morning
it smells of cookies

chronic fatigue linked to genes

(in other news, german chocolate ice cream: it's what's for dinner.)

*soup bubbles*

"there's been a terrible, horrible atrocity committed in this household--"

"....."

"--you're cooking chicken soup with rice."

"...chicken soup with rice?"

"we don't have chicken soup with rice!!!"

"... ... ... ..."

...thus i know what we are getting when next at the bookstore. :p

happy birthday, saruko!

^^

ps: 05/05/05 05:05 -- heeheehee.

breathing floating
she (umarenu mono)
will ever be in darkness

alone unmoving
water
against her cheek
a universe
inside her empty shell

but (me wo tojireba)

light

unseen remembering
she tastes rain
before her the city
sky breaks open
into her waiting hand
drops fall
like shining feathers

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after playing harvest moon all day (arin learned how to make scrambled eggs!), i've a deep and sudden inexplicable desire to do some cooking. ^^

...so then i decided to write it down. that is, as best i could without actually, um, measuring anything... ^^;;;

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a sort of warmth
a wednesday walking story
made of raindrops
nailpolish
honeyberry sparkles
(a little bit of guinea pig)
a smell of you
a taste of us
the way our shoulders touch
the way our hair fuzzes
when it gets wet.

see
outside
the window
pale flutterby
powder white wings
sweet sugar crystal
a moonlight sash trail
silver ring spirals
in colorless light
verdigris cast
in my eyes
sighing
see