Reading MelMel's journal

What with valentines day rapidly approaching and lack of significant other in my life, or the life of my freidns, we're all being each others valentines. how quaint. Rachel's contribution was poems to us all. mine is as follows...

Beautiful
in a coarse, sensual
alonesome way; she’s a
self-contained unit.
Blacklyhumoured, throwing
puns and wordplay over her shoulder
into normal conversation; however,
scrawls like a chicken.
Immune to over-the-counter (pain)
killers and prone to bouts of self doubt;
when I think of you, in bed, late at
night, it’s a silent play of flashphoto
imagery: waves of hair,
a pale oval Madonna face,
a pinkly lipped rose.

i feel special. i've never had a poem written about me before.

rats. now i have to come up with something good. at the moment every one is getting cheap tacky notebooks written in Engrish. novelty factor being high from this... but not overly thoughtful.

i wish i could write, or draw or something...anything... creative.

-Mel

Look at me! I'm a prostitute robot from the future!

This post was edited by MelMel on Feb 12, 2005.