An autumn day in June

J’adore ma petite chatte >(^.^)<  C’est tout :)

IN the fairy-tale world of a child’s imagination anything can be reality.Which explains the whales in the sky. They swim through the crystal blue, with a grace that only something that expansive could possess. They float along, with dolphins for friends. Dodging fish in flight, they continue to glide above us. But only for the eyes of the unadulterated. In a place and time that escapes us as we age. Where all we can see is blue. and not the possibilities. Where we can’t see the whales, dolphins, and the fish play above us  

Its become to difficult to stop.

Each glance each gaze each glimpse 

through the threshold of the unrefined soul

becomes an addiction. 

How much i can learn,

how much i know

and understand,

from each gaze.

Something so brilliant so true

blazes deep in the door to that world that i yearn to

learn, know, and understand.

Each breath now holds a quiet whisper of you in my thoughts

But be not confused. For if i had fallen then it would be your strongest efforts

to keep me held together. 

Don’t allow me to regret my honesty, 

spoken with heat that burns my tongue,

peut-etre given to you too soon. Be not mistaken.

Do not recall my past thoughts, for aren’t i the one to have thought them?

Instead, collect them and treasure them. 

Hope for more honest words to be spilled, 

to pour over the rim of my cup

bright red and tart, leaving stains of truth on your mind.

Don’t wish them away, but view them with fond remembrance

of a time when the stain was fresh. 

When a happy distractedness snatched away my attention

and let those truthful drops overflow

time to tumbl. So i just started seeing this guy, who we shall call Boulder Man. Boulder Man and i have liked each other for about two months now, and throughout he has had two different girlfriends. I refused to believe that i would like him enough to date him, wanting to be the ungetable get. I said no and pretended that it wasn’t what i wanted. But after so much self denial I’ve come to recognize that its ok to want. Im young. And no matter what i do i will be judged. So why not do what makes me happy? Now only to contend with my friend’s disapproval and my mother’s strict N.O. to the two of us being together. Now i’m going to have to keep my love life to myself, until i have her yes, and the thought of lying leaves unsatisfactory taste in my mouth. So now i have to play this rash teenage role out until it comes to a head. I don’t want to be kept from my happiness. And will fight it as much as i have to until i can get it.