Saturday, July 12, 2008
" on the pluse of my new morning ; 5:35 PM "
you are. i cannot add anything else to those two words, because they are strong enough to make a sentence on their own. you are.
you are, you are, you are.
i cannot go further due to my current state of ecstatic delusion. i'm so intrigued by everything that your intelligence tells me of you. or perhaps i am merely just intrigued by your intelligence, though i have not come across your intelligence - except for that one portrayal of it, a long time ago. i am lost for words, truly.
and the way you place your words out, like little plates on a porch, with delicate care - i cannot explain how that drives me insane (in a good way). so i shall not explain.
but i'm so apt right now. i'm going to squeeze all this exuberance into my homework . and maybe you'll explain the evolution of the waltz in careful point forms, just to prove my point.