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A Poem by Sara Teasdale
A Poem by Sara Teasdale I Am Not Yours I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light. Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out My senses, leave me deaf and blind, Swept by the tempest of your love, A taper in a rushing wind. "Dream" by Emma Florence Harrison |
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HMNNNN?? This poem ellicts many thoughts for me....... one is that I will need to grow my hair out to very unattractive hippie lengths... Two is that if loving you means wearing Birkenstocks.......??? Our love would die a thousand deaths...... and my balls would forever remain blue...... In their selpulchur there by the sea??????? So melodramatic. A burial chamber, now? You are young. Look, today is a weird day for me. You just be a punk rock daddy there in California and have a good weekend and we can talk about FWB and hair and all the other shit on your mind later. M'k? Reeboks suck ass, man. That might be a deal breaker (kidding). And hey, thank you. I like to go check your blog out first thing too. Ah, and for what it's worth, the 'hippy' also happens to like The Sex Pistols and so forth. And I happen to also like folk music and The Indigo Girls and so forth.
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3/19/2010 8:12 pm |
The only hair opinions I have about men are: Comb overs -BAD Stringy pony tails (generally)-BAD Spray on hair-BAD A fro on a white dude (generally)-BAD military brush cut (generally)-BAD Bad hygiene/greasy/smelly hair- BAD BAD BAD I have dated men with no hair, long hair, mohawks, conservative preppy hair, dreadlocks, beards, goatees, hairy bodies, utterly hairless bodies, red hair, black hair, Asian hair, Latino hair, African hair, Goth hair. Footwear- I am actually not a fan of Birkenstocks. Fucking nazi hippy crap. Would not be caught dead in a pair, myself. But, sister and mother wear them. And I love them, so what can you do? And if my lover/boyfriend happens to wear them, I can deal. I think he's more of a Tevo kinda guy. They're a little more high tech and a little less leather-crusty. Really, just be yourself, dear. A sorta pseudo punk, type clean cut meld of acceptable, for public consumption goodness...... I had a skin for 3 years, a mo Hawk for 2 and long for all my pre-pubescence.....through to teens..... I wear construction boots.... or Otomix.... or faggy 80's style Reebok's!!!!! Dice has felt the need to improve your boring blog???????
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a favourite poem and poet of mine, thanks for posting as the picture was perfect for the poem...hugs and kisses j xox Have a very fabulous rest of the week. I know I shall. (grinning like the Cheshire Cat, and I think that's mighty fine.) MT
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a favourite poem and poet of mine, thanks for posting as the picture was perfect for the poem...hugs and kisses j xox
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HMNNNN?? This poem ellicts many thoughts for me....... one is that I will need to grow my hair out to very unattractive hippie lengths... Two is that if loving you means wearing Birkenstocks.......??? Our love would die a thousand deaths...... and my balls would forever remain blue...... In their selpulchur there by the sea??????? Comb overs -BAD Stringy pony tails (generally)-BAD Spray on hair-BAD A fro on a white dude (generally)-BAD military brush cut (generally)-BAD Bad hygiene/greasy/smelly hair- BAD BAD BAD I have dated men with no hair, long hair, mohawks, conservative preppy hair, dreadlocks, beards, goatees, hairy bodies, utterly hairless bodies, red hair, black hair, Asian hair, Latino hair, African hair, Goth hair. Footwear- I am actually not a fan of Birkenstocks. Fucking nazi hippy crap. Would not be caught dead in a pair, myself. But, sister and mother wear them. And I love them, so what can you do? And if my lover/boyfriend happens to wear them, I can deal. I think he's more of a Tevo kinda guy. They're a little more high tech and a little less leather-crusty. Really, just be yourself, dear.
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3/19/2010 1:26 pm |
HMNNNN?? This poem ellicts many thoughts for me....... one is that I will need to grow my hair out to very unattractive hippie lengths... Two is that if loving you means wearing Birkenstocks.......??? Our love would die a thousand deaths...... and my balls would forever remain blue...... In their selpulchur there by the sea??????? Dice has felt the need to improve your boring blog???????
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