Tuesday, November 07, 2006

October


Make her a flower in late December when the sun is not shining on her
Write her a love song and play it all day long to remind her of all that she is worth
Never, never leave her
Take her on long drives for ice cream by seasides and give her your coat when she is cold
Tell her you miss her when you're close enough to kiss her and that you'd walk a thousand miles to tell her so
Never, never leave her
Take photographs of her on Brooklyn Streets in October when her nervous smile is slightly curved
Somedays when she is slightly down tell her it's ok to frown, it makes you just fall more in love with her
Never, never leave her

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

sweet sweet rosie

Anonymous said...

Dat was nice prose....me likey..... Ice cream parlours are always worthy of a visit wiv da one u luv..Hmmm....Nice....sorry I'm thinking of food again....seriously if only everyone did what you wrote...not judging too harshly the frailties we all have, then we would be one step closer to paradise...

Anonymous said...

Was that prose or was that poetry? Hmmm...

SillyAlicat said...

Blunt, it is both prose and poetry, for it is music.