Join me tonight.
We'll have a reverie.
It'll be a ball.
To be there and know you're there.
It's what makes a night summer.
How you've grown.
We can only see it for what it is.
Hummingbirds and Bumble Bees are kept for ease of reference and when we can let ourselves go back.
The male is proud, but hard.
We become the light and effervesce.
I've worked all my life for this, unknowing; never aware there might be results until I bag the scorecard and hide it, crumpled pristine.
Thank you for the welcome.
4 comments:
...just curious...
how would you describe the female?
Crap! Does this mean you had a party and I missed it? And I just bought the cute tuxedo outfits for my alpacas. Now when will they wear them?
One: I deliberately chose not to; after much deliberation.
JB: I'll send you an invite and you can pretend. That way it'll probably be better than reality in Rain City.
Nice name: Rain City.
that's ok...
i think i know the answer. not that you are predictable or anything...heavens no.
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