minutesofhoney

Sniffles

In Life on March 26, 2015 at 8:29 pm

Well it’s night now. I don’t know if everyone’s carrying beer and bleary-eyed anticipation home on spit-stained streets because it is only Tuesday. Me, I’m in the green room, sniffling. My body has finally succumbed to a bit of ill-ease, and I’m the newest patron of the heretofore ignored tissue boxes of the house. Now we are lovers! Laying in bed, running white sheets to my head.

Ah well. To be sure I want to care for my nose at this time. I want to let her know I will feed her with fresh ginger and cinnamon and the smell of the arms of someone I love just as soon as she is able.

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