Tuesday, July 22, 2003

I don't need a hug. I don't need a smile. I don't need a phone call. I need a mind blowing kiss. A kiss that pulls my soul out of my skin, blinding me from seeing anything but it's brilliance, and feeding the fire of life inside of me.

I want to be missed.

I want spontaneity.

I want surprise visits.

I want really late night walks.

I want naps after sunrise.

I want drunken confessions.

I want sober confessions.

I want unexpected letters.

I want body heated conversations.

I want last minute road trips.

I want mountain top embraces and forest air laughter.

I want to keep the things I have and regain the things I've lost.



I can feel it all brewing inside. The colors of my life spreading before me, ready to be painted.