I walked half way across the desert I stopped to rest in the shade of a cactus and a lady walked up trying to flirt Hot and sandy as hell, and she's wearing a tube top and a mini skirt She offered for the right amount of water she could really make my dick hurt
I sailed half way across the ocean For enough water to share and a venereal disease curing potion While approaching an iceberg, I mean that fucking far out There was a dude that I fucking knew right there with his fucking hand held out
I invited him to follow me for two more blocks ...
Was thinking of her because this is 'one' her favorite musings: https://youtu.be/HJzp2SRs0Ak
And still, there's so much to be said and shared -
Was thinking of her favourite passage: "and that even a pineapple’s spiraling bark complies with a silent, natural math. The body distorts itself to discover itself and the sun sets in the light of its cosmic past as the wind rushes over again—the warm, vivid wind. My eyes close to better hear the laughter in the leaves, the river drinking toward its own distant throat" - Macijeski-...
I do this sometimes- Sit in a booth, alone with My own thoughts; No forced conversations or Nervous fidgeting, Sitting with this cup of warm sweater- Ice cold mornings Sipping until I’ve Overstayed, But never annoyed That you want to Eat and leave. What happened to Staying for dessert- For conversation- For laughs.