the moon was full, and shown bright
in the backyard last night while we sat
at the squared fire pit table.
she popped the top of her ultra beer,
and I opened my little tin box.
I had just copped some good florida
herbs earlier that afternoon, and it was
time to indulge. I packed a nice little
bowl in my favorite pipe, threw my
feet up on the table, and mmm...
sweet!!!
she began telling me about her day
at work, a regular routine, and I
listened, throwing in my two cents
on occasion.
like so many other folks, she works
her ass off for so little recognition,
and certainly not enough pay.
after her, I briefed her about
my day. we sat outside for hours,
just talking, drinking, and toking
away.
she has a genius i.q., and me, well,
not so much.
she'll get on a roll sometimes and I
gotta admit, if she starts losing me,
I've learned to just agree with
her, or when questioned, I say huh?!?
like I didn't hear her. she knows
better.
it was early in the am as we headed
back inside, and she could hardly keep
her eyes open any longer,
I knew I wasn't getting any loving
last tonight!
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Well brother, I have a clear and vivid picture of Ms. Deb now. This is great, a nice relaxing evening together, even though you didn't get your lovin' on! You seem so happy and content, and you need that. Wonderful write here, very enlightening of your life so far away. Peace and love to you and Deb.
Your Sis,
LisaMarie
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now please tell me you didn't just listen to her hard day so that you could get some... i thought this was funny .... believe me she took you listening into consideration the next time you get loving she will give you just that much more
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You've settled into domestic life well I see...LOL. I enjoyed this Donnie, it is an easy sharing, spending the evening together, I'm jealous... ; )
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