sweet you rock and sweet you roll
…”into your heart I’ll beat again. sweet like candy to my soul. sweet you rock and sweet you roll. lost for you i’m so lost. for you. when you come crash. into me. and i come into you.
yeah. and the boys dream and the boys dream. touch your lips just so i know. in your eyes love. it glows so i’m bare boned and crazy. for you. yeah when you come crash into me. and i come into you
now i’ve gone overboard and i’m begging you to forgive me lord. in my hate but i hold you so close. to me. and you come crash into me. baby. and i come into you…..” Dave Mathews Band -Crash
Dave Mathews is singing to me tonight. they hear the notes and beats. they know my heart tonight.
Aivas sleeping. next to her oversized plush electric green Frog. Chips at the Billiards hall shooting some pool with a couple of friends. I’m lying on the couch. Neil Young sings to me now ….”give me things that don’t get lost. like a coin that won’t get tossed. rolling home to you….”mmm beautiful Neil Young.
It makes me smile to know chips out with his friends. i miss him yes. constantly. but it’s nice for him. he’s got some really good ones. friends.
i feel clouds rolling in. but good ones. not the hazy sticky gray. the hesitent smokey pale white and sky blue and grey. so willing. so beautiful. fathomless love. i wrote for him. some reason it won’t send. i’ll try again tomorrow.
no smoking. one week tomorrow. that’s good right? and still sticking to the diet. although i did have a peanut butter cup. Pink Floyd……”hey teacher! leave those kids alone. all in all you’re just another brick in the hole”. is that right? that doesn’t sound right.
he’s been so amazing lately. soft and warm and sweet. not that he isn’t always amazing. of course! ::wink*: but you know. just looks and little things i’m sure he doesn’t realize he’s said. i get those sick little flutters in my belly.
The Cranberries”…….the violence caused such silence. who are we mistaken. now you see. it’s not me. it’s not my family. in your head. in your head. they are fighting. with their tanks and their bombs and their bombs and their guns. in your head. in your head. they are crying! in your head. zombie. zombie. zombie.another mothers breaking heart is taken over. like the violence causes silence. we must be mistaken. its the same old deed since 1916 in your head. in your head. they’re still fighting…..”
the last week or so has seemed un natural or something. like the new year really brought something else with it. something refreshing and….new. it’s corny. i’m serious. ask my husband. he feels it too. it’s a tingle of anticipation in the pit of my stomach. it’s our first year as a married couple. i love him like air and sunlight and everything that’s good. i get shaky. but it’s a year for us. i feel it. i love my husband. really really.
Date night tomorrow…..movie for sure? not for sure. a maybe. i want to sit in his lap and hold his face and look at him mostly.that’s it. i feel it growing in me all over again. we already did the falling in love thing right?. but i keep feeling it. again again again. i want to see him and touch him and smell his cologne constantly. sorry
Nirvana…..” hello. hello. let the light now. hit the stages. here we are now. entertainers. i feel stupid and contagious. here we are now. entertainers…”
my arms numb. whenever i feel the tingles i think of the picture of the girl who was in love with her own image so much she would stand by the water and gaze at herself until she fell in and drowned and became an image in the water for all time. isnt’ that the story? i think so.
i want to go to a deserted night club and have all of the strobe lights going and i want Bob Marley blaring as loud as it can go. and i want to wear a long flowy dark blue dress with shimmery beads on it and i want to dance with my eyes closed and my head all the way back. and twirl and twirl until i’m sick to my stomach and then i’ll fall down and lay on my back and keep my eyes closed and just tap my toes in the air.
Bob Marly “……….do you hear me? oh my rythym. rythym is the morning. so rythym. rythym at mid day time…..”
i love you like the many reasons for living
you make a smile something real
take my hand and never let it go
please
“i want you to know i love you just like you,
love me. i need you just like you need me.
this is our year babe. this is our year.”
i love you
