drop

read them separately or together. I like them both ways drip... drop... drip... drop.... Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Dripdrop dripdrop. The sound of my heart's slow out-pour. It increases at the thought of you. As skin heated and signals flew. I felt the first drop of morning dew. drip drop it wasn't as cold as you drip drop in this warm summer air un beso in a dim lamp's glow un besito and i watched you go drip drop your eyes eternally memorized drip drop my tears beginning to flow

Over one year gone

I realized today that I have gone past the one year anniversary of my blog. Ooppss. Well it has been an interesting journey. Don't you agree? I was just thinking that things have changed since I started this project. I don't have the same need people to know my thoughts anymore. I'm not desperately lost. Don't get me wrong, I'm still adequately confused. But, I'm no longer screaming for help. I've got a lot of things figured out and a lot of good friends to help me out. Life is an interesting quest. I hope you will all continue with me on the trip. With Love,