Dear Brainy brunette,
Poor you.
Are you happy now?
Heart broken?
Kicking yourself in the ass?
Writing me poetry isn't going to bring me back.
I gave you my number, not him.
Why the heck did you share my number with your beautiful blue eyed blonde friend?
He contacted me immediately,
And wanted to see me the next day.
This guy is a fuckin ten,
The ultimate boy toy.
At first I was just planning to play with his beautiful body,
But the more we spoke, the more I found out that I've won the jackpot!
The Darn guy is a ten in intelligent, good looks, manners and taste.
There is no competition, hands down.
Now I'm his girl and you are writing poetry to me..
Are you happy now?
At least you got some good kisses from me before you got dizzy from them and fell into the bushes.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Chapter Two -2.4 Boy-toys and Pricks ~ Love poem from my brainy brunette
Pink Lily
Walking in rain .. wet my face, nature's cool embrace
Take refuge now in a construct of man's dry ambiance
Black and bold the price paid .. to hold, in my hand
A heart beating, pulse fleeting, darkness bitter bite
Down at the bottom .. now; I sit having drunk from a cup
Hard at the bottom .. now; all I can do is to look up
I see a face there .. hot black spilling down my neck
Living through life so long with pains of no regret
A flower plucked in beauty smiling watch wither
the soft petal unfolding .. falling .. down.
Grace at the bottom .. now; a flower's time fades
Walking in rain .. wet my face, nature's cool embrace
Take refuge now in a construct of man's dry ambiance
Black and bold the price paid .. to hold, in my hand
A heart beating, pulse fleeting, darkness bitter bite
Down at the bottom .. now; I sit having drunk from a cup
Hard at the bottom .. now; all I can do is to look up
I see a face there .. hot black spilling down my neck
Living through life so long with pains of no regret
A flower plucked in beauty smiling watch wither
the soft petal unfolding .. falling .. down.
Grace at the bottom .. now; a flower's time fades
Friday, July 15, 2011
Chapter Two -2.5 Boy-toys and Pricks ~ Competition
Dear Lucifer,
Something weird is going on.
I am dating two guys and they are friends.
I think the bastards are competing for me.
Have you had that experience?
Something weird is going on.
I am dating two guys and they are friends.
I think the bastards are competing for me.
Have you had that experience?
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Chapter Three - 3.4 The Lucifer Series ~ Ms. Piggy, I'm sorry...
Dear Ms. Piggy,
I am truly sorry that I hurt your feelings, yet again.
You are born in the year of a pig,
I am born in the year of a tiger.
Tigers loves eating pigs.
I don't know why I keep biting you every once in a while.
Mean spiritedness is not even in my nature.
I'm toxic for you Ms. Piggy, sorry.
I know, there's no excuses,
But even if I tried to be authentic,
It still comes out wrong, in particularly with you.
It must be in my nature,
I love biting and eating pigs.
PS -
Don't even try getting even with me by seducing Lucifer.
He's a Tiger too and pig roasting is his specialty.
And before he eats you,
He'll roast you up in his gourmet oven,
Place you in a shiny platter,
Decorated with parsley and cherry tomatoes.
Then, he won't even eat you cause he's already moved on to his next dish.
I am truly sorry that I hurt your feelings, yet again.
You are born in the year of a pig,
I am born in the year of a tiger.
Tigers loves eating pigs.
I don't know why I keep biting you every once in a while.
Mean spiritedness is not even in my nature.
I'm toxic for you Ms. Piggy, sorry.
I know, there's no excuses,
But even if I tried to be authentic,
It still comes out wrong, in particularly with you.
It must be in my nature,
I love biting and eating pigs.
PS -
Don't even try getting even with me by seducing Lucifer.
He's a Tiger too and pig roasting is his specialty.
And before he eats you,
He'll roast you up in his gourmet oven,
Place you in a shiny platter,
Decorated with parsley and cherry tomatoes.
Then, he won't even eat you cause he's already moved on to his next dish.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Chapter Three - 3.3 The Lucifer Series ~ Inflection Point
Dear Lucifer,
By the time you read this letter, I will be far away.
I'm sorry it had to end this way.
Like I said, we have a love hate thingy.
Perhaps it's only me, I love and hate you at the same time.
I can't seem to make up my mind.
It's like there is a constant struggle of the opposites.
I know, I took cheap shots at you.
I'm immature. But I can't help to think what a perfect piece of literature that was.
I probably have a mental age of 16 and I can't seemed to change that.
You should know by now that I am trouble.
And you need to stay away, no matter what.
Looks like our lives are going off on a tangent now.
You are in a boring, but soon to be serious relationship.
If my calculations are correct, marriage for you and your girl will be next year!
Like I said, if she is the one, at our age, you get hitched within 6 months.
As for me, I have a 6 ft 3 platinum blonde, a brainy brunette and a yummy Thai boy toy that's all vying for my attention. Plus there's Lucifasian, who I've been hanging out with the most and is probably closer to a perfect match than my toys. Tennis, Rollerblading, Piano lessons...etc...and the list goes on. Hopefully, he doesn't realize that we're a match until I finished playing with all the toys. Lol.
By the time you read this letter, I will be far away.
I'm sorry it had to end this way.
Like I said, we have a love hate thingy.
Perhaps it's only me, I love and hate you at the same time.
I can't seem to make up my mind.
It's like there is a constant struggle of the opposites.
I know, I took cheap shots at you.
I'm immature. But I can't help to think what a perfect piece of literature that was.
I probably have a mental age of 16 and I can't seemed to change that.
You should know by now that I am trouble.
And you need to stay away, no matter what.
Looks like our lives are going off on a tangent now.
You are in a boring, but soon to be serious relationship.
If my calculations are correct, marriage for you and your girl will be next year!
Like I said, if she is the one, at our age, you get hitched within 6 months.
As for me, I have a 6 ft 3 platinum blonde, a brainy brunette and a yummy Thai boy toy that's all vying for my attention. Plus there's Lucifasian, who I've been hanging out with the most and is probably closer to a perfect match than my toys. Tennis, Rollerblading, Piano lessons...etc...and the list goes on. Hopefully, he doesn't realize that we're a match until I finished playing with all the toys. Lol.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
Chapter Three - 3.2 The Lucifer Series ~ How can you fall in love with me if I'm always leaving town?
Lucifer,
The answer is: You are incapable of loving another person.
If one day should you find your perfect match, you will probably screw her over for skank in mini-shirt that walks by.
If she's a possessive bitch who can keep you on a leash, you'll propose to her.
If she chooses someone else over you, you run after her like she's made a horrible decision.
I don't know what your trying to prove or compensate for... by always exerting your machismo on me and every woman you meet every minute possible.
Does it ever come to your mind that your sexual bravado is unnecessary or even secondary to a happy love life? If sex is that important, why feel like you should settle down? Don't ever settle down, have a stupid and easy girl a couple of days a week.
In any case, the type of girl that you think would satisfy you physically is probably either boring, stupid, easy or just desparate for your attention. It's kinda sad.
So, how long have you've been looking for your "perfect match"?
Like over five (5) years now?
Between you, Randoff and the Beaver...plus all my new boytoys... you guys have already dated the entire Vancouver population. Why haven't you found that "one", you big loser? It's because if you even met her, she'd be so scared she'd run off. And then she'll sleep with the Beaver.
Then you have to go play "games" with me and use stupid tricks that the Beaver taught you. How lame. You are a lame duck.
I'm sick of your games and jealous drama.
Again, How can you fall in love with me if I'm always leaving town?
You fall in love with every skank you meet, everyday. Your love is cheap, but mine isn't.
You better watch it. My dark side is coming out now and I am going to have so much fun with you and all the boys in town....
Just remember this. Whatever you did with Boobies years back, I'd do the same with the Beaver. Just for fun.
Loser.
The answer is: You are incapable of loving another person.
If one day should you find your perfect match, you will probably screw her over for skank in mini-shirt that walks by.
If she's a possessive bitch who can keep you on a leash, you'll propose to her.
If she chooses someone else over you, you run after her like she's made a horrible decision.
I don't know what your trying to prove or compensate for... by always exerting your machismo on me and every woman you meet every minute possible.
Does it ever come to your mind that your sexual bravado is unnecessary or even secondary to a happy love life? If sex is that important, why feel like you should settle down? Don't ever settle down, have a stupid and easy girl a couple of days a week.
In any case, the type of girl that you think would satisfy you physically is probably either boring, stupid, easy or just desparate for your attention. It's kinda sad.
So, how long have you've been looking for your "perfect match"?
Like over five (5) years now?
Between you, Randoff and the Beaver...plus all my new boytoys... you guys have already dated the entire Vancouver population. Why haven't you found that "one", you big loser? It's because if you even met her, she'd be so scared she'd run off. And then she'll sleep with the Beaver.
Then you have to go play "games" with me and use stupid tricks that the Beaver taught you. How lame. You are a lame duck.
I'm sick of your games and jealous drama.
Again, How can you fall in love with me if I'm always leaving town?
You fall in love with every skank you meet, everyday. Your love is cheap, but mine isn't.
You better watch it. My dark side is coming out now and I am going to have so much fun with you and all the boys in town....
Just remember this. Whatever you did with Boobies years back, I'd do the same with the Beaver. Just for fun.
Loser.
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