sensual 2007

2007.

it smells like the pages of a new book. like the odor of just-plucked fruit. like the scent of the wind rushing at you through an open window.

evolution and of change reeks, tickling my stuffy nose. whether for good or bad, that i can not say.

the nose DOES know. even if it's clogged with snot and mucus. the thickness of transformation is in the air.

new job. new city. new country. new responsibilities. a thing comes to a close. ah! but that means something new comes your way, too. pinky swear on that.

the start for the year quivers like a plucked guitar string. the note comes out for a mere second, the vibrations continue on.

and my tongue... it tastes something instesting, almost delicious. but it is not too sure yet.

and my mind wonders and hopes and wanders and scopes.

what do you have to offer 2007? i can feel you. feel you strongly upon my back.

be kind. last year has not been the best. but be playful and silly.

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