Monday, October 17, 2011


bumbling i fumble for words, i like you so much that i fail to express that in verbal discourse.
it's all awkwardness and courtesies, and stupid repetitions.
why can't i convey in spoken language the depth of my being in response to the depth of yours.
this liking is all very innocent...just the i want to talk, drink wine, and listen to vinyl variety.
yet with you in front of me i loose all levels of cognitive ability.
i wish that i could say it more clearly in words and clear language...will you be my friend?

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