A Valentines for Vedas
Feb 15, 2014 10:52:59 GMT 10
Post by Aear Charter on Feb 15, 2014 10:52:59 GMT 10
Dear Sweetheart,
I lay awake all afternoon thinking of you, your shiny smile, and our tryst in the ocean. Sarcastically, I recall our meeting, how my heart plummeted with humility when I first saw you. How hungry you looked in that orange tie and those two scaly vests on your eardrums!
I cherished every moment we were together and was ethereal when our date came to a close. I can't say how nastily I regret spilling root beer on your snout; you were melancholy about it, however, for which I am grateful. You are so beautiful when you're melancholy.
You're sharp most other times. Your eyes are like deep pools of rubbing alcohol, warmed in the moonlight. Your cheeks are as rosy as ears of corn. Your lips are like succulent caviar. Your hair is purple like a pony on a summer's day. Your hips are two huge spheres of skittishness.
I can't wait to trudge with you again. Write soon.
Greedily,
Your Friend
I lay awake all afternoon thinking of you, your shiny smile, and our tryst in the ocean. Sarcastically, I recall our meeting, how my heart plummeted with humility when I first saw you. How hungry you looked in that orange tie and those two scaly vests on your eardrums!
I cherished every moment we were together and was ethereal when our date came to a close. I can't say how nastily I regret spilling root beer on your snout; you were melancholy about it, however, for which I am grateful. You are so beautiful when you're melancholy.
You're sharp most other times. Your eyes are like deep pools of rubbing alcohol, warmed in the moonlight. Your cheeks are as rosy as ears of corn. Your lips are like succulent caviar. Your hair is purple like a pony on a summer's day. Your hips are two huge spheres of skittishness.
I can't wait to trudge with you again. Write soon.
Greedily,
Your Friend
