January 8, 2008

• It has been a while, huh?

   

  Geez.  Maybe i've been busy (a lot).  And I've been writing on and off, which really helps with the 'needing to get stuff out'.  I've been going out on the weekends.  I've been meeting some really cool people.  The kind of people you want in your life, because you know they are suppose to be there.

   

  And I met a girl.  Her name is Jess.  And she's amazing.  Like....really really amazing.  And it scares the shit out of me.  She thinks i'm amazing, too.  A lot.  It's interesting.

  And frightening.  Because, I'm sure eventually she'll realize what a jerk I am, and run screaming in the opposite direction.

  But..I'm having a lot of fun.  And learning a lot.  And laughing a lot.  I kind of forgot what that was like.  So I'm enjoying it. 

  I'm also trying super hard to keep a balance between dating, and keeping my close relationships with my friends.  It's been good so far...we'll see.

   

  And...a poem.  I'll try to make it the only mushy one I do.  Because after I wrote it, I threw up in my mouth a little

   

  She, as a River

  She flows as the perfect form. 

  Pliant and rough.  Kitten-soft and razor spliced.

  Her contradictions play at my mind,

  As her teeth nibble-graze at my stash of melancholy.

  Teasing me, in abstract certainty before turning a circle

  And going in for the kill

  (where, as prey I flee only far enough to be caught)

                             

  And I can’t find a way to wrap

  Around the contours of her smile tight enough.

  To stomach her laugh, to chew on her words.

  Her secrets fit snuggly,

  Burning amber and willing underneath my tongue

  Safe and snug

  For all things unsaid to be swallowed in startled gasps

   

  And gasp… I do, as her eyes look into mine

  As I’m sure, at this moment (and maybe the next)

  That no one has seen this distance before.

  Discovery is an untamed thing,

  Wild and unforgiving in the forge.

   

   I am left worn, in abstained tatter.

  Tangled in limbs, and carefully placed confessions

  Fluid in collide

  Where, she becomes the star pupil

  On all the many diverse and abundant ways

  To sparkle-shine under my skin

  Glowing bright and sharp in

  Varying degrees of night/day contrasts

   

  Reminding me that time, has boundaries

  Save for the borders kept for crossing.

  As she flows, in perfect form

  And I drown in both depth and elevation
  Free floating in the current we create

   

   

   

   

   

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