Thursday, October 06, 2005

stolen moment



Nobody will understand this thing that exists between us. I know what they will say. But when I see you, when I see the vulnerability in your eyes, your little smile... all other meaning falls away. Don't we have a right to experience joy in life? There is so little of it to be had, maybe this is our only chance. Let's take it, my love.

20 Comments:

At 11:03 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

So romantic! Sigh...

 
At 11:49 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

oh slothy, love like you have described is so fleeting. It should not be squandered.

 
At 12:45 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I worry about these two.There will be problems. Sex could be awkward.

 
At 2:02 PM, Blogger sloth said...

You're so right, Krix These moments must be cherished.

Nabob, why must you always natter?

 
At 2:13 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

spew.

 
At 4:37 PM, Blogger Mountain Man said...

I too take delight in tonguing balloons. Sloth you are so kind-hearted, so positive. LOVE IS FOR EVERYONE!!!!!

 
At 11:41 PM, Blogger sloth said...

mountain man, your bulbous love is tongue-worthy. Lick.

 
At 6:19 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

If if feels like the bubble is going to burst, it means there is a bubble.

 
At 9:58 AM, Blogger fairy butler said...

balloony, i would like to nestle with you in the groin. i am wearing corduroy slacks.

 
At 10:39 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

yum, static-y fun! rub me and I will spark & stick like glue!

 
At 10:41 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

bubbles, I have needle-sharp canines. I wanna bite your nose to feel the *pop* of your non-existence.

 
At 3:06 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I want to blow bubbles.

 
At 4:12 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I have nothing to give. I am not a threat at all.

 
At 5:23 PM, Blogger sloth said...

triple threat, you must have been given the wrong name at birth. having nothing to offer is the perfect state of being. you are a drifting and floating signifier.

 
At 9:42 AM, Blogger Mountain Man said...

Hi Slothy!!!!! How is your log? How is your fur? Your paws?

 
At 1:21 PM, Blogger sloth said...

MM, all of the above is fine, despite the hours sitting in a dreary municipal room, waiting to possibly be chosen for civic duty. Also, (warm, not hot) coffee spilled on the crotch this a.m. made for some discomfort and embarrassment.
MM, how are you, how were the whippersnappers?

 
At 1:24 PM, Blogger sloth said...

(the civic peeps gave everyone an extended lunch hour today, allowing for a trip home to Log for new duds. this hell will be continuing for at least a few more days, barring some kind of miracle or catastrophe.)

 
At 4:26 PM, Blogger fairy butler said...

slothers, i am praying for your speedy release from civic duty! i would take jury duty over the beige i think this week. at least it is a change of pace, yes?

how are your relics slothy?

 
At 7:54 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ugh.Sorry about the civic boredom. I hope you've got a good book.
I hope it ends soon, Slothy.

 
At 11:01 AM, Blogger sloth said...

Thanks, PD. Also thanks to the bailiff, who sent everyone home a day early. No more smelly, slow elevator rides in horrible municipal building!

The book was "Middlesex." Highly recommend.

 

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