you mess up my head with poems
fuck up my life with songs
read my thoughts before
i grasp them. squeeze them
into verses. wet my skin
with some type of glory
from within. i think i have
lost the way to the rotary,
that fork in the road i
evade, that street that
blocks me from driving.
he kisses me in the dark,
turns on the lights
to see the shimmer
of my skin. he is in love
again, with every
part of my soul that glistens.
he exits and enters
like a king. i danced
just for him, twirled
curtsied and sang
just for him. and he
said he loved
my voice, when that
wasn’t what i wanted
him to notice at all.
he’s distracted with
soul mates. i’m exploding
on paper.
locked the door
and set my
soul on fire
with words.
no one here gets out…
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georgeforfun 
xo
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always a pleasure, Chrissy, yep running late, due to real life work and kiddies, now taking advantage of their NAP times.
Wishing you a wonderful week.
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Good morning George, Yes, I know what you mean. Seems we’re always running to stand still. My mind is on U2, going to see them tonight and I am so hyped. Been blasting their music night and day! Been driving my own kids crazy as they roll their eyes at me – “there she goes again!” lol
Wishing you an amazing week as well with your kiddies and family. xx
Chrissy
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Wow, that sounds like fun. It’s been a long time since I’ve been in a huge crowd at a concert, probably back in the 80s, 2nd wife and I went to a Jennifer Rush concert in Saarbruecken, Germany. It was taped and some live tracks released throughout Europe, thankfully I didn’t fall off my chair and make a Nut out of myself on tape/CD/DVD. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
ENJOY YOURSELF, DON’T WORRY ABOUT THE KIDS.
My Kids felt the same way when I dragged them to Soccer games in Europe, geez, “Dad, do we have to go. Yes, your Mom needs a break and you need to understand Soccer if we are going to live in Europe. Maybe later you’ll play yourself.” Later when American Football came to Europe, their Mom dragged them to watch me play with German teams and a player-advisor of sorts and translator of formations. Peter Pan didn’t want to grow up either, I understand that better now))))))))))
Wishing you a great day and wonderful rest of week.
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You too George. Thanks for sharing 🙂 xx
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I was “talking” to someone the other day on Tumblr and I mentioned Woodstock. She asked “What Stock?”
I suddenly felt so old
until
I realized
autocorrect had typed
What Stock instead.
Now I’m not only feeling Old
and Mute
but halfway
blind to boot.
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That’s hilarious! The important thing is we are young at heart and music knows no age. You listen to it with your soul, wrinkles no wrinkles who cares. Youth is wasted on the young. lol
thanks! I aim to enjoy.
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And old age is not for Wusses or the Faint at heart))))))))) I find it so much easier to laugh at myself these days, even without a mirror. and I don’t get upset, I just take notes and share
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embrace yourself fuck it
lol
🙂
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I definitely embrace my PeterPan inner soul. I once promised my Kids I’d start acting like an Adult at 70, they’re still laughing. I heard something about “Hell freezing over….” I prefer the life I’m enjoying with Kiddies, indeed…… Kiddies don’t hold back, they say what comes to mind, even when the Priest is visiting for lunch. haha!!
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