I tried to forget
but you grew roots around my ribcage
and sprouted flowers
just below my collar bones
and all day I pluck their petals
but I have not yet ascertained
whether you love me
or not
“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Your hair, your eyes, your lips, your body that you haven’t grown into, the way you walk, smile, laugh, the way your cheeks drop when you’re mad or upset, the way you drag your feet when you’re tired. Every single thing about you is beautiful. When I see you the World stops. It stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. There’s nothing else. No noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. The World just stops, and it is a beautiful place, and there is only you. Just you and my eyes staring at you. When you’re gone, the World starts again, and I don’t like as much. I can live in it, but I don’t like it. I just walk around in it and wait to see you again and wait for it to stop again. I love it when it stops. It’s the best fucking thing I’ve ever know or ever felt, the best thing, and that, beautiful Girl, is why I stare at you.”
I’m Mister White Christmas
I’m Mister Snow
I’m Mister Icicle
I’m Mister Ten Below
Friends call me Snow Miser
What ever I touch
Turns to snow in my clutch
I’m too much!
Must love decorating for holidays, mischief, kissing in cars, and wind chimes. no specific height, weight, hair color, or political affiliation required but would prefer a warm spirited non racist. cynics, critics, pessimists, and “stick in the muds” need not apply. must be tolerant of whistling, tickle torture, james taylor, and sleeping/waking up late. i have a loud laugh, eerily soft hands, and a preternatural love of autumn. i once found $20 and donated it to charity. I don't eat peanut butter or anything purple. i wiggle my feet in my sleep, am scared of the dark, and think the Muppets Christmas Carol is one of the greatest films of all time. all i want is butterfly kisses in the morning, jelly sandwiches shaped like a heart, and to make you smile until it hurts.
I want to take a roadtrip. i want to get out of here and head somewhere with no plan in mind. just me, my car, and some music. i don't care where i go but i want to get in my car and just go-fast so i can feel the breeze.
i want to write stories on scraps of receipts that i've collected. and give them away to strangers that don't even look at me twice. but they carry a part of me, on that little receipt for a cheesburger.
i want to go to music festivals and dance with beautiful people who have nothing more in mind than to move and sway and feel the music and the waves of song being tossed around the air and crashing down onto our heads.
i want to visit landmarks and hear stories of all the people that once lived there, until they faded away into memory. leaving nothing but an artifact and a simple faint smell of their existence.
i want to fall in love with someone for just a day and for the rest of our lives we will always have that one day to look back on and remember that we are total strangers, but for that one day we were the world to each other. we will stay in bed and do nothing but caress and feel and hear and say anything and everything that comes into our minds because for that one day, nothing matters but you.
i want to say that this moment will just be another story
i want moments to tell stories about
