well hello

well hello

Friday, May 30, 2008

Oh what a night.

I kissed a boy last night, and I liked it. Paul, very sexy and tall. That rhymes actually, nice. At the bar for Claire's 21st, I was somewhat innocently sipping on Malibu Coconut & Diets and browsing my options. My eyes fell on a familiar face, a face I have known for years: Tim. A pal from High School. We chatted and laughed, then I set my sights on his friend and the rest is a blur. We (my girl and I) ended up at their place, smoking and joking and toking. Out of nowhere I was being kissed by a god. Or an angel. Definitely a Greek god, complete with chiseled arms and a broad smile. OH man. It was brief, but miraculous. There are times when you meet and are attracted to someone, and then there are times when you meet someone intense and feel something powerful and passionate inside. This time was truly the latter.

Will I see him again? I want to say no, but fate is mysterious, and coincidences are all too common. He does have my phone number, my girl Yvonne made sure of that. Am I looking for anything serious? Of course not. But who could turn down sex with him? And therein lies the problem! He may have stds or worse: baby mama drama. I don't know. I don't have a clue about him.

All I know is our lips touched and it was magic.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

A poem about love lost

forget it there's no going back
we can't go back
we won't be friends don't call me
not interested in what you gotta say
don't want to know what goes on now

run away from it all
that might actually work for you
too much here
too much keeps you here, your obligation
to me was scarce, so i
kept you at arm's length the whole time
and you'll never know

you'd blame, intimidate, manipulate, confuse
i could play that game--
way better than you don't forget it
give me the chance, i'd bounce
all over again, like a heartbeat
faster till we fall, no faith in that game
its a sad thing

now you're there and i'm better
doing things for me now,
barely standing up straight
somehow holding my chin up
it's impossible..
lucky for me
i refuse to cower

but something changed,
i ponder a solitary existence
so many stars
so many sides,
tell me who is real
oh not talking to him,
never again will i roll that die