something about that drummer... that shirtless drummer.
catch the breath. fix the hair. blog.
oh darling, let's be adventurers.
"it is not sufficient to see and know the beauty of a work.
we must feel and be affected by it" - voltaire
"throw your soul through every open door"
-adele
i looked goodish today. i'm sorry you missed out.
you're a little boy, playing kicking can games
wouldn't have guessed you'd met your match
match yourself
match me
i'll run you in circles
crashes loud
kicked hard, far, and high
your own strength to drive away
none but the run to catch up
your recyclable love
flying stampede of cement kisses
reflecting in sunlit sparks
bleeding aluminum in caffeinated disguise
jump, crunch to a stop
run to the seize
don't catch your breath yet
i've got you beat
till another distraction comes along -jk
polish me like silver, baby
and i'll always be your dime
dress me up in boulevards
and i'll show you how I shine
sprinkle me like glitter, sugar
toss me everywhere
snap me like your fingers
until i'm beyond repair -jk
and please, please, please - let me loose on these stages
"the future belongs
to those who believe
in the beauty of their dreams"
- eleanor roosevelt
i'm gonna go celebrate nothing.
but lord knows, i'm gonna celebrate the hell out of nothing.
until next time...
whatever you want to do - do it now.
for life is time and time is all there is.
xoxo. -jess
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