Tuesday, April 17, 2012

My lady! Look at her as she peeks!


 [Vous êtes trop belle, ma dame.]

So modest, Miss Lula. I am smitten- despite your mask.

Oh, woe is me!

...for I am but a man trapped inside his shell.                         
"Qui êtes-vous, Mademoiselle Amande?"

2 comments:

  1. You are not trapped inside your shell.
    Perhaps, you are trapped inside your head.
    You should step outside and see the world.
    Maybe you could meet someone nice. (That someone is not me.) You can choose to leave the confines of your lighthouse. But it seems- you choose against it. The internet shows you how many people are out there- go see them. (That DOES NOT mean me.) But someone, (there's always somone) will fall for you. You will not find them by sitting inside the lighthouse typing out these poems. You must find them out in the real world, not the virtual world. Free yourself.

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  2. Free myself.

    Free myself?

    ...


    Free myself.

    Miss Almond, will this increase my chances of igniting a passion inside you?

    I suppose I'll have to go outside first and foremost to find out.

    Stay tuned, mon chéri.

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