yoUr bLiSS
Bluelighter
Part 1
(in original context)
AUCKLAND NZ-6 ARRIVED
oh no!
here we go!
suddenly the cocoons have erupted
millions of instant butterflies
here i sit
pen in left hand
cigarette in right
picture perfect vision
of the "cracked-out sueness"
you know so well
it's quite fitting actually
how absurd for me to actually meet you
clear-headed and well rested
i hide behind this pillar
contemplating my approach
"her opening so well prepared, a nervous smile, i could not take my eyes from her"
typical sue fashion
must be dramatic
a twirl and a leap
caught off guard with some witty remark
the faces pour from the terminal
as the words spill forth across the page
STOP!
WAIT!
i think i've spotted you
orange jacket?
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part 2
it has to be you
i know it
stealth-mode in full affect
i drop my pen and plan for attack
hmmm...straight to the payphone i see...hehe.. calling me i suppose? i dart across empty spaces and dodge behing pillars hoping to creep up just inches behind you as i answer your call
almost there
i could amost touch you
wait! what is this?
you hang up the reciever
without a sound from my cell
i quickly scurry away
still undetected
intently i observe your next destination
duh...the money exchange. of course you need american coins for an american payphone.
new plan of action
no time to waste
hurry! back to the phones!
no time to waste!
it is at this point i plop myself down rather suddenly and rather clumsily merely inches from the payphones. though my intentions are to be discreet, i draw quite a bit of attention to myself.
crazy extended cat-striped legs
fuzzy blue hat pulled down low
head buried in a notebook
hoping to somehow trip you
or perhaps you stumble on your own accord
i anxiously await your return
hmm...where are you???
damn you!
there you go again
the nerve of you changing phones!
original plan in full effect
new location
new payphone
once again i creep in stealth mode
lurking amongst the public
funny how everyone seems to notice me but you
oh shit...your turning around...i think you see me...maybe not..OOPS! dammit! i've been caught!
after a big hug
a couple of wide-eyed chesire smiles
and some silly jig of sorts on my part
we proceed to your next terminal
oh my goodness...your accent is amazing. i could be perfectly content listenting to you recite pages out of the dictionary though i much prefer our conversations we had with.
i must admit my favorite part
sitting on our butts
scooching our way on thru that damn line
THAT DAMN WRONG LINE!
completely oblivious to all those
towering above us
you told me i was cute! that made me feel so good! it was so genuine...almost innocent. not the type of compliment i am used to
oh my goodness
i could ramble for hours
unfortunately i must wrap things up
my poor poor roomate is in long overdue need of my attention
in the short yet completely fullfilling span
of a whirlwind 30 minutes
i learned quite a bit
the most memorable of these being that:
1. australian boys rock!
2. australian chocolate rocks!
3. LAX is a freakin' zoo with mean security!
i mean what the fuck was up with the whole elevator shit!?!?! then that one on the way back down got an attitude. that's okay i caught your smile when you heard me not-so-silently mimick the bitch.
last but not least....
4. WHAT REALLY MATTERS AND WHAT REALLY DOES NOT!
30 minutes spent connecting with a genuine positive soul MATTERS!
another monotnous night fiilled with free drugs, plastic hollywood people, and crappy music does NOT MATTER!
once again i leave you my little harraser boy with those two simple words
THANK YOU.
[ 27 November 2002: Message edited by: yoUr bLiSS ]
(in original context)
AUCKLAND NZ-6 ARRIVED
oh no!
here we go!
suddenly the cocoons have erupted
millions of instant butterflies
here i sit
pen in left hand
cigarette in right
picture perfect vision
of the "cracked-out sueness"
you know so well
it's quite fitting actually
how absurd for me to actually meet you
clear-headed and well rested
i hide behind this pillar
contemplating my approach
"her opening so well prepared, a nervous smile, i could not take my eyes from her"
typical sue fashion
must be dramatic
a twirl and a leap
caught off guard with some witty remark
the faces pour from the terminal
as the words spill forth across the page
STOP!
WAIT!
i think i've spotted you
orange jacket?
----------------------------------------------
part 2
it has to be you
i know it
stealth-mode in full affect
i drop my pen and plan for attack
hmmm...straight to the payphone i see...hehe.. calling me i suppose? i dart across empty spaces and dodge behing pillars hoping to creep up just inches behind you as i answer your call
almost there
i could amost touch you
wait! what is this?
you hang up the reciever
without a sound from my cell
i quickly scurry away
still undetected
intently i observe your next destination
duh...the money exchange. of course you need american coins for an american payphone.
new plan of action
no time to waste
hurry! back to the phones!
no time to waste!
it is at this point i plop myself down rather suddenly and rather clumsily merely inches from the payphones. though my intentions are to be discreet, i draw quite a bit of attention to myself.
crazy extended cat-striped legs
fuzzy blue hat pulled down low
head buried in a notebook
hoping to somehow trip you
or perhaps you stumble on your own accord
i anxiously await your return
hmm...where are you???
damn you!
there you go again
the nerve of you changing phones!
original plan in full effect
new location
new payphone
once again i creep in stealth mode
lurking amongst the public
funny how everyone seems to notice me but you
oh shit...your turning around...i think you see me...maybe not..OOPS! dammit! i've been caught!
after a big hug
a couple of wide-eyed chesire smiles
and some silly jig of sorts on my part
we proceed to your next terminal
oh my goodness...your accent is amazing. i could be perfectly content listenting to you recite pages out of the dictionary though i much prefer our conversations we had with.
i must admit my favorite part
sitting on our butts
scooching our way on thru that damn line
THAT DAMN WRONG LINE!
completely oblivious to all those
towering above us
you told me i was cute! that made me feel so good! it was so genuine...almost innocent. not the type of compliment i am used to
oh my goodness
i could ramble for hours
unfortunately i must wrap things up
my poor poor roomate is in long overdue need of my attention
in the short yet completely fullfilling span
of a whirlwind 30 minutes
i learned quite a bit
the most memorable of these being that:
1. australian boys rock!
2. australian chocolate rocks!
3. LAX is a freakin' zoo with mean security!
i mean what the fuck was up with the whole elevator shit!?!?! then that one on the way back down got an attitude. that's okay i caught your smile when you heard me not-so-silently mimick the bitch.
last but not least....
4. WHAT REALLY MATTERS AND WHAT REALLY DOES NOT!
30 minutes spent connecting with a genuine positive soul MATTERS!
another monotnous night fiilled with free drugs, plastic hollywood people, and crappy music does NOT MATTER!
once again i leave you my little harraser boy with those two simple words
THANK YOU.
[ 27 November 2002: Message edited by: yoUr bLiSS ]
and hearing you read the beginings of this to me at the airport made my day babe! youre a beautiful girl, inside and out!
