the way it's night for many miles

[coyotesuspect]

Two posts in the same afternoon? D:

But oh well. I FEEL LIKE SPREADING SOME LOVE.

Meme stolen from lavendergaia :

Comment here and I will tell you why I like/love you.

Even if we don't talk much, heck even if we have NEVER spoken, I want EVERYONE to participate. If you want to share the love and do the same at your journal, go ahead. You're under no obligation to carry it on if you comment here.

Go on everyone needs more love in their life.

I've got class in ten, but when I get back, I'll have lots of love to spread around. <3

And have a poem:

Meanwhile

Driving, dogs barking, how you get used to it, how you make

                the new street yours.
Trees outside the window and a big band sound that makes you feel like
              everything's okay,
       a feeling that lasts for one song maybe,
                                    the parentheses all clicking shut behind you.
                     The way we move through time and space, or only time.
The way it's night for many miles, and then suddenly
                                                                                  it's not, it's breakfast
      and you're standing in the shower for over an hour,
                                               holding the bar of soap up to the light.
I will keep watch.  I will water the yard.
              Knot the tie and go to work.  Unknot the tie and go to sleep.
                                                             I sleep.  I dream.  I make up things
      that I would never say.  I say them very quietly.
                                                  The trees in wind, the streetlights on,
                    the click and flash of cigarettes
being smoked on the lawn, and just a little kiss before we say goodnight.
             It spins like a wheel inside you: green yellow, green blue,
                                                                         green beautiful green.
       It's simple: it isn't over, it's just begun.  It's green.  It's still green.

~Richard Siken

ETA: Remember that paper I was bitching about last week? Got it back today, and- A bitches!!!!

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*g* Now onto the love!

Comments

[cherie-morte.livejournal.com]

TELL ME ABOUT OUR GREAT LOVE AND WHY YOU ADORE ME SO MUCH.

[coyotesuspect.livejournal.com]

I only love you for the sex. :X

No, I love you because you're pretty much a member of my lj family. You're freakin' hilarious and you're a tremendous amount of fun. I love our comment chains and how insane you are. I love that you enable me in my insanity. (re: the cooking challenge). I love that you ran with my crazy muse prompt. I love that you can also be serious; that you're intelligent and thoughtful and interesting. I love that you love the boys as much as I do. I love that you love Anna and Sirius/Remus and capslocks and sparkles. You make me happy, and your posts make me happy.

And your epic wincesty episode reviews especially make me happy.

<3

[cherie-morte.livejournal.com]

I am unworthy of replying to this. All I will say is:

The comment made me happy. ♥