artsy fartsy

last book i've read: the description on the back of Maya's wheatgrass kitty treats. she loves them.
currently caressing my ears: onelinedrawing
general mood: unfortunate
quote:"The waves of desire in the world-ocean are intoxicating wine." --Sri Guru Granth Sahib

How about excerpts that will attempt to capture what I feel. Since words don't feel fitting right now.
*your hips, your hips are like seashells, and i can hear the ocean when i listen.
*I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend
I know it wouldn’t come to love, my heroine pretend
A lady stepping from the songs we love until this day
You’d settle for an epitaph like “Walk Away, Renee”
The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like
a flower
Meet you at the statue in an hour
*You must have fallen from the sky,
You must have shattered on the wrong way.
You brought so many to the light,
And now you're by yourself.
*Walking on moonbeams
And staring out to sea
*Many miles from where I’m sleeping
You share laughter in the evening
As do I, in the great divine
Yours is mine
We’ll find love
The kind we’re dreaming of
*Where do you go when the night winds away
Ask me so sweetly
What do I do
Who do I sing for
Well honey I sing about you
*I'd be crazy not to follow
Follow where you lead
Your eyes
They turn me
*And it's early June, so the sand's still dry,
and you have got the boldest eyes,
and I can't help but think it's right,
that inside you it's me I'll find.
And I'm still waiting.
*Love, let me sleep tonight
On your couch
And remember the smell
And the fabric
Of your simple city dress
*Theres something about the way you move
I see your mouth in slow motion when you sing
More subtle than something someone contrives
Your movements echo that I have seen the real thing