Watching anime again lately, the teeny-boppers eagerly asking each other for "contact info" I now think to want that, but it'd do no good since I never call guys.
Not gloaming, but a fragile note that sense Culls as the maples' silent leaves shift, pale Light on the waning, and blue's soft detail Is clouds 'non painted to effect that hence. Lo, green by dint of shadows deepens, whence This calm that tiptoes 'cross the moor t'avail Knows aye, the hollows are alive to scale, Nor frogs asleep now nightfall beckons thence. I wonder if Joe thinks of me as twere, Or whether dreams are mine alone tae stew Oer, who 'non miss those eyes sunglasses' poor Blind's kept me from enjoying two weeks now too Erm, many. I'll just wait, and pray. Assure Me nothing. He is moving fast thinks who?!