Monday, May 7, 2007

The Plunge

I want intensity. I want intelligence.
I want kisses so hard that mouths are bruised.
Willingness to lose sight of any main goal and just go with what it is.
I want soft violence and late night conversations involving UFO's and the theory of evolution.
I want to silently drink vodka in the middle of a field.
I want grammar to never need correcting.
Eyes that tell a million stories, scars that tell more.
I want something perhaps unobtainable.

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