a poem: Encounter in a Library
anonymous
April 9 2005, 21:15:31 UTC
I sit silently in the quiet, Others like me rest by my side. Many walk past not even giving us a look. We are not what they seek today. I am of little interest. Is it because I am not wearing a flashy jacket, With bright hues and gold trim? Is it because I am a slightly tattered and look used?
I remain still and unwearied. Lingering and waiting for my compliment One by one my comrades are taken away, Others take their places along the row. Soon hushed footsteps approach, And I feel his eyes upon me, Then his fingers gently come to rest upon my spine. I am the one he has chosen.
In his arms I am waltzed away. We stroll through the aisles and then out the door. He holds me close the entire way home. We then retreat to his room, Under the covers together. And our adventure begins. I am his, For the next 2 weeks, until I am returned. When I will lie await a new lover.
Evan, today i just found out that this old sushi guy who was always happy who quit a long time ago has returned!! to provide Yonatan n' freinds with sushi....with a smile. :D I shook his hand today, after he kindly gave to me 1 california roll and 2 avocado rolls in a small take out black and white container which i took from him eagerly and appreciatively. It costed me $5. It was Very good, but for some reason i feel that my stomach is upset. i dont know why because i was so good to it. I think my stomach wants me to be an asshole to it, cuz when i am- it never complains. NOW that we are on the subject of complaining... im having these allergies and my god my face is so F ed up. My nose is clogged, i got some dry skin near my mouth dont know why, My eyes itch SO BAD and everytime i itch them it feels SO good it feels like i won a prize but then in only minutes later they itch 3 times more than they did originally, my ears feel like they each are losing faith at different times of the day and its never both ears at the same
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I sit silently in the quiet,
Others like me rest by my side.
Many walk past not even giving us a look.
We are not what they seek today.
I am of little interest.
Is it because I am not wearing a flashy jacket,
With bright hues and gold trim?
Is it because I am a slightly tattered and look used?
I remain still and unwearied.
Lingering and waiting for my compliment
One by one my comrades are taken away,
Others take their places along the row.
Soon hushed footsteps approach,
And I feel his eyes upon me,
Then his fingers gently come to rest upon my spine.
I am the one he has chosen.
In his arms I am waltzed away.
We stroll through the aisles and then out the door.
He holds me close the entire way home.
We then retreat to his room,
Under the covers together.
And our adventure begins.
I am his,
For the next 2 weeks, until I am returned.
When I will lie await a new lover.
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Guess Who?? Haha, well since that could be many people it's Alyssa. Long time, no speak. Hope all is well, Ev! :-)
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