i woke the bear.

‘ i am inordinately tired now, and you have been away all night. that is not an accusation ,it is an observation.’

yes. is there anything i can do?



‘yes, let me sleep a long time. i wish to be private a while.



yes. yet this is not the season for hibernation.

‘no,  i do not follow the rules, nor crowds, my way is different. i shall still talk to you

in your head, so you will not miss me’



thank you, i know.



the sun came out.



sbm.

I'm going to eat
so many chips
and cookies

THE END.

© 2016 Christina Jackson

The birdie asks its mother
what is our postal address?

I walk in my garden
it seems to know me

So Intelligent,
So charming.
       Tell me how you've turned out to be so perfect.
Did your mother raise you right?
       Or did you just grow into the amazing person you are.
I remember the first kiss we shared,
you left me wanting more,
begging for more.

To this day your lips are burned into my memory.
I long for your lips again my Lion King.

Oh sweetie, you're growing older and wiser by the days,
       I'm so proud of you.
I miss you, and to be honest, I need you.
I need your voice, I need your warm, caring hugs.
         Kiss me again Lion King,
One last time.

chilly coldy cold
**** the slush on roadside drives
taste the dust of icey eyes
lips of frost and glacial heart
snowy life  
cold colder coldest
what the ****

I am tired of being away
From the beauty of you.
Your little moans and sighs
In your sleep,
Or your rather big moans
And sighs as I touch you,
And ***** you.
Your giggles and snuggles
And the bickering.
Basically,
I am so in love with you.