Month: July 2006

Beneath my feet are a thousand chocolate shadows,
Languid like love pedals,
But visions say –
‘lick my tongue,’
Picture friends under sweet lather,
Bare and sordid but fluffy.
-By someone in my apartment

“I am here,” she said, and I heard her and went. I was there and then I was we and we were one. Now there is this search for the we that once was, and this one will be two until found or create. It may be long on this path, but this path should be fun, and so as I wind throughout time, creating what seen should be done, I carefully think and then before act, I way all my options and choose what is fit.
-Aaron E-J