­See those two girls driving
behind us­ Alex, they're follow-
ing you.
­No, it's you they're follow-
ing; you're the driver.
­But you've got the long hair,
that's what they like.
­But you've got the famous face.
­But you've got the youth.
­But you have the money.
­But you have the beauty,
and he let me end with the truth.

--Arthur Garfunkel

love at first (re) cite:
inspirational bliss spit through afrocentric lips ( Read more... )

I finally post something, but I can not take the pleasure of saying that I wrote this. There's a story behind it, it was written within my family from one member to another, that most would consider uninteresting, but I'll gladly share if you'd like to know.

How can I tell you what it is to love you ( Read more... )

I looked into your eyes and thought ( Read more... )

I made my song a coat
covered with embroideries
Out of old mythologies
From heel to throat;
But the fools caught it,
Wore it in the World's eyes
As though they'd wrought it.
Song, let them take it.
For there's more enterprise
In walking naked.
- Yeats

I posted this, because I'm wondering what is your interpretation to this poem.

As you fluttered in my future ( Read more... )

It was a mistake to post that. Please, move on..

( Very Important OOC Post )

O Kathryn, I kissed you goodbye ( Read more... )

Write the poem out loud.
Authorize the heart.
Burn the Bridge
and Be the work of art!

--Arthur Garfunkel