Saturday, February 09, 2008

Laughter

My head is a boring place. I decide to step out. Candied lips and charcoaled eyes. Blush, pasted right. Smile hung sideways. Doors swung open. Blue curtains with lace. People rush in. Chatter and spirits. Sparkly wine. Music winding. Ribbons twirling. Me twirling. Smiling into his eyes. Twirling, cozying, smiling. Sunlight streaming into the bed. In his eyes. Warm. Its time.