This morning I continue on being thankful and grateful - and its a beautiful morning here in Pittsburgh - the sunshine is bending to warm and brighten our lives - after, for the most part, a grey, chilly spring (which I was rolling along with and still thankful and grateful everyday) -
...So, I figured you must have an awesome set of legs and, hey, whoa, what-do-you-know someone finally made a good decision to let you showcase them in that cool new setting you have there. Yeah, I dig that look - I mean, yeah, your legs are awesome, but that setting is more modern and friendly and inviting. I can day dream about hanging out w/ you there and talking about the documentary movie once its finished and on sale and making money and winning critic's reviews (we can have *eye sex).
In order to congratulate Karin for AM and, since I did this for her at FNC because I dig her and she makes me smile, I was going to send her a dozen red roses. However, you're tempting me to send them to you.
The again, I would like to send them to Larry King out in LA to say thank-you for "being there" ............and, of course, keep-on-keeping-on, my friend.
*eye sex = a poem I wrote while attending Marquette University - skipping class and wondering through the city streets on an afternoon - the poem describes an experience I had which seemed to make time stand still and spin my head around with an office girl walking into her building and locking eyes with me and having what I coined, eye sex on the sidewalk.
The poem is in my first book, In This Place: A Book of the Nineties --- I sent a copy to the lovely E.D. Hill
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