Mr. Conversation called me this morning, then called right back to add some additional thoughts. You can go on and guess as to what he said ‘cause I promised him I wouldn’t tell nobody.
After I ended the call…. I squealed so louuuudddddd and long, then burst into a fit of giggles. I mean doubled over, jumping around the house, clutching my body type. I know Kewon is concerned about this too-high phase of mine (as are others) but this just feels so good. I’m not thinking about nobody’s tomorrows and down the lines. I just want to enjoy this, keep this happy feeling for as long as I can. Just be in the moment and deal with the clean up and real-worldness of it all sometime later. It’ll get heavy. No doubt. But I just want to look at a cup and see it half full for awhile.
Apologies for not having written blogs in couple of days (I may post later if I have time.)
I am in the midst of a chocolate high!!!!! (i have that song on repeat).
I love this feeling!!!! He’s just as sweet as he is fine. And with his deep New York accent I could listen to him talk all daggone day! (Ewwww! <;– you gotta remember how Andre B. squealed about just wanting to lay in a woman's hair to get that.)
oh, and I have GREAT news, but I don't know if I can announce it yet!!
I found him on a dance floor
Somewhere in Charlotte
A room of Thirty Something’s
Trying to create their own revolution
I was feeling some kind of way
And hoping it was more Kismet
The way he played with words
I yearned to taste them
Or at least the the tongue they rolled off of
This could be dangerous
I’m sure it’s magical
That I conjured him up
“Who are you?” I ask
He never answers
Surely he is momentary
I recognize his lack of moss
Must make the most of the time he doesn’t believe in
Let days bleed together
So I can pack them with memories
Damn I’m feeling this man!
He inspires me to write….. 🙂