Wishing for Spring February 22, 2007
Posted by charmingbutsingle in Daydreams, Life.trackback
I miss cool breezes on my freshly shaved legs, which peek out beneath my skirt. Warm sun that is so inviting that I could just stay outside forever – forget whatever else is going on, the things on the to do list, like working, cleaning, shopping, cooking, exercising.
I miss green. That bright green that looks like life. Crisp. Fresh. The greenest green that feels fantastic against my ankles. Because I can only wear flip flops when everything is just so light and airy and beautiful.
And the sky is so blue and spacious and it feels like it expands all around me forever. So clear.
Maybe you – whoever you are – will be there. Under the wide blue sky, in the soft green grass, while the wind tickles our skin and you slide your arm around my body and you smell so good – clean like the air and dirty like a boy – that I will just breathe you in.
And I’ll kiss your cheek and smile.
Absolutely beautiful.
After the night I had to night in the (un)love department, I needed some positive imagery.
Your post was a breath hope on a really rainy, gloomy night.
Thank you.
I just re-read what I wrote, and I guess it has been a bad night…so many mistakes! How embarrassing.
What I meant to say was that your post was a breath of hope on a really rainy, gloomy night.
Aw, if only the thaw would come and the warm temperature with it. And the imaginary spring time boyfriend.
Pretty images, but I’ve gotta say I’m not a fan of wind on freshly shaved legs. I swear, goosebumps are like Rogaine for leg hair, ruining the hard work I just put in!
But thanks for the reminder that flip flop season is right around the corner. I needed it.
*sigh* I can’t wait! I love the spring.
WHat is it about flip flops that women find so attractive? They seem to have no redeeming features other than price. When did they become fashion statements rather than shower/pool shoes?
Please stop talking, Jeremy.
Up here, we had a taste of spring. Sunny days, the smell of mud (trust me, it is a good thing)….It’s started to snow. Again. The prediction is hovering around the 2 foot mark. Every February, I ask myself, “Why do I still live here?” Every May, I remember, “Oh yeah, this.”
Spring comes every year, prognosticating rodent or not. It’s a much better inevitable than death or taxes.
call me weird but i’m not ready for winter to end. good thing because we’re supposed to get like 10 inches of snow where i am.
Huh, i am actually in a similar state, only thing is that on the opp sex’s side.
Nd one more thing charming and other ladies out here, i have a ques that only u ppl can answer. Plz see it here, its not some time-pass ques so plz answer it seriously, plz.
P.S. I am sry for the improper english, i am writin 4m mobile.
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CHARMING, YOU ARE REALLY CHARMING, WISH MY LADY WILL ALSO BE AS ROMANTIC AS THIS POST. [:)]
Down here, we’ve skipped the cool breezes and springtime weather and have gone straight to summer. At least, that’s what it feels like.
You give me faith in the realness of a woman, but the only place I see it is online, lending what feels like a false sense of hope. I did like the writing there, though.
hmmm, the spring has started here too but sometimes one doesn’t feel as content as one should courtesy the lost of people very special. Same feelings have engulfed my mind as well. I’ve written a poem describing the same situation in my blog. Check it out if you want.
Regards,
If you find him, ask him if he has a sister…..
mmm…clean yet dirty boy smell……..love that.
wait, is he wearing a plain white tshirt? and jeans? with bare feet?
that’s what he’s wearing in my daydream.
so. hot.
well, so much for my anti-man movement. i want to make out with someone now. *sigh* i knew it wouldn’t last. i’ve been boy crazy since i was 10.
i am SO getting my flirt on this weekend.