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untitled, for v.c.

whisper to me, in a language from across the atlantic ocean let those hot, liquid letters roll off your tongue like
raindrops rolling out of heavy grey clouds to splash down on my face.
whisper to me,
speak words that i do not know, hold your lips against my ear and breathe, softly murmur to me your foreign dreams and stroke calloused, olive-skinned fingers against my skin, so pale next to yours.
take me with you, to your home in the countryside of hills brushed with green, studded with sun-kissed citrus trees and teach me to ride a

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there has been no snow in...there has been no snow in boston this winter
I. i hope, sometimes, that i will be remembered as the girl who carried springtime in her shirt pocket – a scent of soft cotton happiness trailing behind, and i hope you will find time enough to write the swirling letters that you used to, long and scrawling across the notebook paper of carelessness, with the three-hole-punches on the right of my wind-tousled hopeful heart.
II. sun-faded smiles, the greens and browns of eyes and hazy laziness, hair lightened with laughter, you were a there has been no snow in...
by ~razzleberry

opposites attractoh, summer girl, her living ought to be easy but her pretty mind's plagued with so many dreams unfulfilled seems like just yesterday she smiled, she smiled a thousand careless times
who knew that love would roll in, roll in with the heat of july oh, summer girl, it turned her world around, turned her world upside down, she never knew how it happened
he was a vision across the room the air was cool and dry, smelled like coconuts and palm trees oh, summer girl, struck dumb with love's blind arrow she mourned her innocence lost &nb opposites attract
by ~razzleberry

it is late spring...it is late spring, though some could argue that it is summer already
as the saying goes, “something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue” she listened to her mother’s advice, wiser and better than an owl’s: she is, after all, her mother.
the sun now fully risen, happy wedding guests fill the ballroom and bubble, spilling out onto symmetrical pavilions and stairs like champagne from crystal flutes: she wears the blue sky as a veil.
new: one husband on left arm in crisp coal, hers to love and to hold as she does the tulips it is late spring...
by ~razzleberry

untitled, for v.c.whisper to me, in a language from across the atlantic ocean let those hot, liquid letters roll off your tongue like
raindrops rolling out of heavy grey clouds to splash down on my face.
whisper to me,
speak words that i do not know, hold your lips against my ear and breathe, softly murmur to me your foreign dreams and stroke calloused, olive-skinned fingers against my skin, so pale next to yours.
take me with you, to your home in the countryside of hills brushed with green, studded with sun-kissed citrus trees and teach me to ride a untitled, for v.c.
by ~razzleberry

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gin blossoms - follow you down

Sun Jan 8, 2006, 5:35 PM

so, ah, em... i've been kind of MIA on deviantart for a while.

i've made lots and lots of jewelry between then and now, but i never photographed any of them before giving them away as the gifts they were intended to be. anyway. i will hopefully be selling my little creations for money that i am in dire need of.

now i have to go blowdry my hair because my head is starting to hurt.

i also have an essay on twelfth night to write. what a load of tom foolery. i would rather sleep.

--jean

p.s. here is a poorly written haiku that i shall compose on the spot:

i want a cookie
crunchy and crumbley, please
with chocolate chips.

...dammit, now i really want a chocolate chip cookie. @#$%&!!!

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Current Residence: arlington, massachusetts
Interests: music, chocolate, reading, writing, stretching, lying in the sun
Favourite movie: the count of monte cristo, everything is illuminated, disney movies
Favourite band or musician: goo-goo dolls, coldplay, suzanne vega, ok go, gin blossoms, classical piano
Favourite poet or writer: billy collins, sandra cisneros
Personal Quote: "love is the only gold." -- alfred lord tennyson

Website: http://www.livejournal.com/users/asteriskofdoom
Email: razzleberry@gmail.com
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~Perfectpix Jun 6, 2005, 6:48:38 AM

thanks so much for the fav

~sorryi8yercat May 29, 2005, 8:42:48 AM

Thanx for visiting : )

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"As leaves are to limbs, so are your words to your soul." -Mark Z. Danielewski

~guspath May 23, 2005, 11:23:59 PM

Thank's so much for the

on my Gryphon

~Baby-Blue-Eyes May 22, 2005, 1:28:45 AM

YOU HAVE BEEN HUGGED!!!

Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)

*dingding* RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You can't hug the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- hug 6 other people
4- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started hugging right away!

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To be brave is to love someone unconditionally, without expecting anything in return. To just give. That takes courage, because we don't want to fall on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.