flip flops in my tummy (a big, fat run-on)
May 16, 2008, 3:09 pm
Filed under: Love, beginnings, dogs, rituals

these are the days that i am completely unable to describe in words (that make any sort of sense, anyway) the way i feel… ahhh… i have flutters in my belly and i have flushed cheeks and i feel so giddy and alive and so hopeful and its friday and the sun is out and i am ready to go home and sip rum and pepsis on the back porch and paul will have his shirt off and the pups will be running and playing and they will flip and flop and jump and plop and the new little girl will always lag behind but run her heart out trying to keep up and i will feel alive because there is sun and there is friday and there are rum and pepsis in my belly and i am with a tan-skinned man, sitting on our back porch and i know that spring is here and there are just some days in the whole span of time that you will never be able to replace and i already know because i am not even home yet and i dont have rum and pepsis or sunshine or romping puppies or any of it yet… but i already know that today is going to be one of those days where spring washes over me and i wont be able to stand strong against the wave so i will lay down and relish in how beautiful it all is and how my cheeks are flushed and the man i Love is willing to sit on the porch with me and our doggies in the sun and sip rum and pepsis till my face is flush with all the words i want to say but they never come out right and i never can figure out a way to describe the Love and the happy and the beauty or where to put the period.


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