tell me.

Today, I got hit in the head with one of those things that block entrances to parking lots. It was closing, and lost in my thoughts I was oblivious. It hurt a bit, but not more than my shame. Laughed the rest of the way to class.

Second instance of a bum taking something from a friend. Today, under the gazebo, it was a banana. I can only wonder what´s next. He was a lot less demanding about it, though, in his defense.

Fell flat on my knees on the way to my house. Was just glad that the bottle of wine didn´t break in my purse.

Esta noche: drinking games and Sarah Palin v. Joe Biden. (If you´d like to join in, here are some of the better rules I´ve found: http://www.ireport.com/docs/DOC-99661 )

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Fingertips, trembling.

Like the butterflies of my

stomach, head, that tickle inside.

Gently, dance over bare flesh.

 

Lips, chin, shoulders, chest, tracing.

Downcast, uncertain, green eyes raise,

greet others with need, desire.

Tongue explores the unknown, searching.

 

Temples pulse, body aching.

The too painful hunger grows,

words no longer needed.

Wanted, only this.

 

Drawing, me, inward, pressing.

Tighter, closer. Heart thundering,

with the passion only found.

In a midsummer torrent.

 

Open my eyes, heart racing.

I throw the sheets, breathing deep,

turn over, tossing endless.

I need to sleep now.