Sunday, September 29, 2013
mouths hungrily kissing
outside, the storm unleashes it's wrath on the earth
we move to the rhythm of the falling rain
fast and intense
releasing our own crescendo
our own quiet storm
yet immensely happy
we lay in each other's arms
catching our breath
yearning for more
Monday, September 16, 2013
No, no, I haven't gotten over my "wordless-itis" yet. But I would be remiss if I didn't mention the "Comeback Kids" aka the Houston Texans.
In what turned out to be one of the most heart-stopping, nail-biting, and extremely stressful games to watch, the Houston Texans came through in OT, and beat the San Diego Chargers on Sunday! I know I'm not alone when I say that I needed a drink to calm my nerves after that game. But not before a concerted sigh of relief was had by Houstonians everywhere, of course.
It's a new week kids, make it count.
Sunday, September 8, 2013
i've not been in much of a blogging mood lately. which is not normal for me, especially this time of year, which just happens to be my favorite. i have plenty to say, the words are all formed in my head, swirling around, waiting for me to put them down on paper or type them on the screen. but i just can't seem to do it lately. so for now, they stay in my mind. you're welcome.
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