05-07-2013, 02:56 PM
In the end
even I made it
out: to steer my I-boat
thru
the frosty blows of air
promising-threatening
us over here
with a harsh and extra-chilly
cold so
heavy-weight that
only ice bears
can dance to it.
So I had one two three
ice beers with the
medium-sized,
measured by degrees of
danger to the public
being me,
guys
To cut it short I
could relax.
I re-talked what
depressed me most
and they even listened.
That's rare, because
if you join them for
a happy blue hour
time, male-ish you, you
don't bring your family
with you.
Makes perfect sense btw
bc you do not step into the open
for no cause: you
meet your guys exactly because
you just RAN away from homesweethome
but now HERs castle. See
my point?
Wai-wait, dont touch me yet,
I hardly know you and
you not me, we are not
yet friends.
But some magic made it that
from a dark blue sky of
ice, some flakes of
heart-warmers
rained down on us.
(to be continued)