now....
that's a rather big 'now'
even if shetoo has gone sulky... as soon as i tell her
" my truth"
what a gorgeous writer she is !!
no one except the big Bob the builder of wonky Pastylandshire shitpipes
has made me laugh,
as she did just a few nights back
one quip
perfection
the second greatest literature i have spied in one year ( for adults)
" you didnt ask permission!... thats bedroom vudu.. "
i only call geniuses geniuses when....
they are
despite themselves
But i am ahead of all the games the goddesses may play....
All i really was curious about is how did Gabriel... the south american master of the story
and spirit
Do it...?
Florentino had to do it rather a lot en route to his happy ending...
But if you love only one... how do you do
the others, on the way
without doing the do
She, alone, was told just how... maybe
the great writer did do
that, we cannot do... in person
or at least
face to face
in this sterile aisle
bedroom vudu i think i will have tattoed on the side my heart ... the one that isnt busy in keeping me alive
no matter what