Totoot! hoothoot! bury yourself in soot! your point is moot!
TO TOOT! since his brain flew up one night to become that white orb you see up there -points-
(and yes, TODAY IS COUNTED AS THE TWENTY SEVENTH! regardless of whatever I said before about dates not changing before one sleeps. WASH YOUR BRAINS WITH DISINFECTANT AND TRAVEL TO SPACE TO SEE THEM EXPLODE! )
Ode to the moon
Come, my tender love, do not shy away --
unveil yourself! Gone is the cruel day
which reveals every flaw, scrutinizes
us to no end. Now clement night rises,
and drapes us in all-concealing darkness.
Upon this backdrop shines your loveliness --
lips slightly apart, white and glowing soft --
your eyes are mysteries I long to solve.
Let me see you in your rounded splendor;
remove, undress the secrets which you wore!
We'll sink into the cotton sheets of dusk,
and, with the air smelling faintly of musk,
love, with the entity of our souls,
until dawn descends, when you have to go.
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Pardon the, uh, suggestiveness -.- i sound lesbian when i write about the moon so ohwells. CAN I HELP IT THAT THE MOON'S A VERY SEXY LADY! too bad :D eh it's already as NON suggestive as i can get it to be while still being suggestive! (did that make sense to you? if it did, congrats! you have so much sense you're flying out of the dimension of time!)
the only reason why i'm posting this now is because i'm pretty sure i'm going to zombify the moment i get home tomorrow (NO NOT BECAUSE OF WHATEVER YOU THINK I DO AT NIGHT). Therefore, with a very heavy heart, I return to my cutting. LOOK AT ALL THE BLOODS!
-stupid speeches refuse to shrink to three and a half minutes-
of course,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOU TOOT. see all the butterflies fluttering in the air! HAHA. (don't do anything so fast hor the moment you're legal!)
in case youre wondering, i'm wishing happy birthday to mozart who will increase my brain cells greatly.
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far and wee
you and i together mysteriously and always floating
Saturday, January 27
12:27 AM
