6.19.2006

Order Up

Make sure you get all this down. Is a special order.


Bare feet. Lived-in, faded jeans. Slightly crooked grin. Three day stubble. Looks like he just rolled outta bed and could easily fall back in.

"Come on back, baby. It'll wait just a little longer."

Soothing baritone. Gentle. Lean in close to hear. But it's the eyes that get you. Right there. Genuine.

"Not sure what you mean...explain it to me?"

Clever. Quick on the back and forth. Sharp cookie.

"Someone told me you were a commie pinko rabble rouser."
"Nah, missed a Young Republicans meeting just to be here."

Wee hours of the morn. Little balconey. Cuppa chai. Barely shielded from the rain. Very still.

"Should be sleeping. Didn't wanna miss this storm though. Sit up with me? "

Listening unbeknownst. Baited breath. What's the verdict?

"Crazy 'bout this girl. Got it bad."


Catch all that?

Let me know when it's ready.

3 comments:

pom. said...

I loved reading and feeling this.
I inked your order and stuck it on the wheel.


P.S. Thank you..

Trisha said...

Thank you. Wish I could do more, be there in a more substantial way. You are in my thoughts often. I love you.

Anonymous said...

i am crazy 'bout this girl. i got it bad.

your order is ready.