issit bad..
i admit it..i am infatuous..
i fall head over heels over alot of things and pple..
i take dives that may be too deep.. and on the verge
of suffocation i make for surface..
..
some call it foolish.. others pioneering..
well i call it and enigma..
i dunnoe why i do it.. i just do it..
and it happens to everything..
a desgner couch form natuzzi..
the mulberry roxanne..
the pagani zonda
and these above are jsut the touch and goes..
soon they fade and move on..
some dwell on and continue to swirl on in my head
like a heady muscat ..with its scent captures your soul..
and taste that tangles your tongue in twines
and sensations never before felt..
...
i am in the midst of so many..
i feel to lucky..
at times.. yet at other i feel
like suffocation..
because i find it so hard to settle..
on something..
i fear.. for love.. for lost..for regrets..
the one biggest thing i dread in my life..
another knot to unravel..
till i blog again..
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