Showing posts with label flounce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flounce. Show all posts

Thursday, November 24, 2011

I Don't Shave My Legs in the Winter


The winter cold
Causes goose bumps
In my limbs
I bring the water
To a boil
Yet no difference
Ever made

Shaving
With goose bumps
Increases inflammation
Decreases beautification
And stings,
Stings like a thousand
Mosquito bites

No matter gel or soap,
Conditioner or moisturizer
The results are the same:
Red, flaky—not silky smooth
There is no logic to it
Sin to shave in winter
I become a natural savage!

Hairs,
Everywhere!
I have
Mane for legs
I never
Shave them
In the winter

Monday, August 29, 2011

Flounce



Elated by your presence, I flounce clumsily towards your inviting arms. I love the way you smell and the way are the truly single most amazing person I have had the honor of encountering. You are sweet, lovely and strong. As I lay on top of your bare skin, I feel warmth that scrawls from deep beneath your soul and detains the raving self that is within me. You are complete, you are everything. You are mine. Alas, the informed scientist found the frustrated writer; we will conquer the world and live happily ever after.