I dream about you. So what? I dream of us in Rome, when the sun sinks low and turns the city gold and we've been there long enough so the kids begging for money with quick hands under newspapers don't even bother us anymore. I dream of us in Paris, sitting and wasting yet another afternoon along the canal. I dream of us back in Chicago, where we first met, at Clark and Belmont, leaning into each other on the corner and never even bothering to join the crowd flowing across the street.I dream of dropping a wad of hundred dollar bills into your pocket so you discover it while you're at your crummy job and you're free to quit at any time. I dream of actually succeeding in perfectly preparing that Italian dish I've always claimed to know how to make so well, and having the dish ready when you get home from work. I dream of pinning you into the corner for days so the only way out is through the drywall or through my chest.
Yeah, I dream of you.
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I hope you never bore of these comments because you are on fire. Another hot one. Really, so sweet, and passionate. I love, love, love it. :) Who in the world wouldn't want to be this girl...or the one from yesterday...or the day before...or the day before that...
This was exceptional!
The pinning in the corner line at the end--very vivid. And an unexpected change in the pattern.
Ed....Ed....Ed.....I absolutely LOVE your words describing the corner and "leaning into each other on the corner and never even bothering to join the crowd flowing across the street." I can see and feel that when I read it.....the way two people disappear into eachother and everything around them disappears. You can pin me in a corner for hours, baby! You rock!
I love the ending...the desire for her to embed in you, to imprint fully I guess....leave through the drywall or completely integrate, one flesh-spirit thingy. Powerful line. Very.
@bike lady, it was a short post but i tried to set up the ending with the sweetness beforehand. it's almost balancing out the sweetness with a little aggressiveness at the end.
@wind and words, love that translation of what's going on: imprinting, or desire to imprint. yes.
@xcrush, i know you know that corner i'm talking about:)
@tori, i cannot possibly, as a human, bore of these comments. i have no love in my bed at the moment. i get my love in this comment box. hello, modern world!
@anjuli, thanks so much for reading and liking.
Hot and troubled here by this post.
Yes and it's a busy one for sure.....not easy to lose oneself there but that makes it all the better to use.....
@alexandra, hot and troubled, huh? hmmm...that's a decent description of myself. ha! seriously, i wonder what troubled you.
@xcrush, yeah, it's easy to lose one's self in another in a lonely place. but lovers in love amid a crowd have a special energy going.
I dream of pinning you into the corner for days so the only way out is through the drywall or through my chest.
I see this line was a hit! No wonder why at all.
If you ever get a girlfriend they'll be about 50 women who will instantly hate her because of your online blogging :)
and I love this one, short and sweet. I can't help but imagine the kids with quick hands under newspapers vividly in my head
@she writes, i mean, if i go sweet for a while, i'm allowed to go aggressive for a line:)
@chelsey, i love it: 'if i ever get a girlfriend...' ha! well, if history is an indicator, if i do, i'll bolt. yeah, the kids with newspapers is my favorite detail of this one. that's the difference between being in rome for 3 days or two weeks.
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