pedastal

you held me in your thoughts
in your arms
and in your mind....

picture perfect memory lane
ten years of sorrow
or joy, however we touched it

too easy to forget
the way you whispered my name
the way your lips tasted
too easy to remember when

the night has grown too long
and cold only brings the feel of your
hands on my skin to burn

ten years from tonight
who knows what memory will give
giving to love what never was lost
in the first place

Is this the end?

mah nam man na.
I saw some good ole Sesame Street the other day. They say the show is geared towards 2-4 year olds but this 24 year old (+ 2) still gets that warm and fuzzy feeling when learning to count with the man with ten cakes. And I still always laugh hysterically when he falls down the stairs.

I saw the Manamanas and I sang along and it was like being with old friends- the letters A and M, and the number 9. What would I do without A, couldn't spell CAT, you know. Or HAT. Or MAT.

Oscar the grouch was always my favorite, so grouchy and mean.