puppygirl blues (i miss you tenderly)

what if we went and frolic in the fields full of wildflowers, fall asleep under a tree while holding hands, and feel the warmth of each other's bodies when we eventually end up in an embrace

"Dear, fond, friend of mine,
In my drudge of a life
I sought meaning in Greater Things which invariably gave no response.
Always shaking my fist at the sun,
Nothing I hated more than my own being.
Please believe me when I say
I was a husk of a man.
A truly pitiful specimen!

-

in bed

shame on

smiles

don't die on me now