cause lately i've
dance with me

Put on my records, know my song,
if you're lucky, we might just sing along.
yes, i mean you.
not you, i meant you.

then read me a book,
a classic, any story.
I like Shakespeare and Twilight.

head down to the mall,
pick out some boho-chic.
give me my scarves, my t-shirts,
my flats, my sneakers.
my oversized shades with a coutoure jacket.

and we'll waltz into the movie,
grab a seat in the back,
enjoy the thrill,
of living in another time and riddle.

but at the end of the day,
when sunset has gone,
and twilight has fallen,
one last goodbye,
and a slamming screen door.
is all that we're leaving.


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Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Wildfire
8:41 PM
Wildfire is this object of my fantasy, of my every imagination.

It's interesting, see?
Dangerous, capable of almost anything, and yet no one knows where the story is going to end.

Never realised how that could describe me...


(From Facebook.) THE WILDFIRE.

She is Spontaneous, Crude, and Loving. You’ll often times find her dancing by herself near the jukebox/the band/in the middle of an empty field. She enjoys life on a level unappreciated by others. Like a lost AM radio station, she is quite a delight to experience, if even for a small amount in time. Just as wildfire comes, wildfire goes. She’s here one day and gone the next, often leaving without a note. This is the tragic being of one of God’s most beautiful creature. You’ll always remember her for the wind in her hair and the music she sways to.