Night & Day
Rock n' Roll Doggie, Band-aid
It's a long list.
Show me yours and I'll show you mine.
Green lights. Long distance drives. Hot showers. Cold pizza. Ale.
People that use their blinkers. My camera. My children's laughter. Comedies. Dancing in the front row.
The sound of a group of glasses hitting each other at the same time, each of which belong to an assortment of friends.
Sinking inside plush blankets. Holes & Ink. Being independent.
Coming home, when you don't know where you've been.
The innocence of children. The type of laugh that shows all 28 teeth. Mystery. Intrigue. The word " inspire". Teaching. Being taught. Learning.
Helping others to learn. Screams. Passion. Horror.
Saxaphone.
Chap stick. Cherry of course.Pulling up next to a van at a red light and having all the children wave at you.
The kind of booze that makes you smile while it's being poured into your cup.
The device that fits all of the music I've ever owned into an electronic plethera of melodies.
Bittersweet Symphony.
The word "moist".
Bass guitar. Scooby Doo macaroni.
Led Zeppelin's Rain Song.
The that thing that happens when two peoples lips meet.
When a man gives you a 'double take'. My head being rubbed.
Head banging to Queen's 'Bohemian Rhapsody'.
To feel needed. To be drama free.
Interference.
Bambi.
Thumper.
A car that starts every morning. Secret admirers. The juice of barley.
Being told you look 35 and not almost 42.
Flowers.
Sex.
Long phone conversations that unknowingly continue until the wee hours of the morning.
Forgetting to sleep when you're having the time of your life.
Red Expeditions.
Mike Knutsons' drums (from L.A.'s The Joshua Tree) on "I Will Follow".( I miss it more than you will ever know).
Genuity. Stride gum. Bad jokes.
Not getting caught. Getting caught.
The opposite of lying. Knowing you are the only one to know a secret.
Pixar films. Kisses on the neck. Dorks. Alice In Chains. Unspoken attractions. Hearing from a friend out of the blue.
Comfortable movie theater seats. Accents.
Facial hair on the right men.
Remembering the taste of his thighs.
Thought provoking .T.V. My back being tickled at 4 am.
Seniority. Kleenex plus aloe. Scary ass rickety rollercoasters. Punk covers.
80's. Bloody Marys in the morning. Running my fingers through black hair.
Backseat fucking.
When there's JUST ENOUGH toilet paper left.
Deftones.
Toilet seat covers with the holes pre-punched for you.
Norm's @ 3am. We all know why.
Stevie Ray Vaughan. Falling alseep and not waking up until I'm supposed to.
Cold hydrating water with ice at 3am after a heavy night of drinking.
The night before a theme park trip with friends.
A harbor in the Tempest.
Pedicures preferrably from Asian women who you know aren't talking bad about you in their native tongue while they're caressing your feet.
Newness. Familiarity. Hearing a song your Mom used to sing to you.
The 5 fwy to visit my baby girl. The 91 freeway to visit my baby boy.
Earnest Scared Stupid. My hair turning out exactly how I want.
Hairless chests.
Movie quotes used in everyday conversation.
People that get the quotes.
Being in love. Not being in love.
That feeling you know when someone is missing you. Pointless surveys. Wheat toast.
U2.
Dreaming beneath the desert sky.
Making out on the couch.
My B.B. Bankie, against my face.
Sebastian's laugh.
Sebastian's eyes.
Sebastian's wonderment.
Sebastian's hand on my shoulder, while walking him.
Sebastian picking a flower to put in my hair.
Sebastian saying "Yo te amo, te quiero, mommy"
Poetry Man.
Did I say Green lights forever and ever?
Yea.
Show me yours and I'll show you mine.
Green lights. Long distance drives. Hot showers. Cold pizza. Ale.
People that use their blinkers. My camera. My children's laughter. Comedies. Dancing in the front row.
The sound of a group of glasses hitting each other at the same time, each of which belong to an assortment of friends.
Sinking inside plush blankets. Holes & Ink. Being independent.
Coming home, when you don't know where you've been.
The innocence of children. The type of laugh that shows all 28 teeth. Mystery. Intrigue. The word " inspire". Teaching. Being taught. Learning.
Helping others to learn. Screams. Passion. Horror.
Saxaphone.
Chap stick. Cherry of course.Pulling up next to a van at a red light and having all the children wave at you.
The kind of booze that makes you smile while it's being poured into your cup.
The device that fits all of the music I've ever owned into an electronic plethera of melodies.
Bittersweet Symphony.
The word "moist".
Bass guitar. Scooby Doo macaroni.
Led Zeppelin's Rain Song.
The that thing that happens when two peoples lips meet.
When a man gives you a 'double take'. My head being rubbed.
Head banging to Queen's 'Bohemian Rhapsody'.
To feel needed. To be drama free.
Interference.
Bambi.
Thumper.
A car that starts every morning. Secret admirers. The juice of barley.
Being told you look 35 and not almost 42.
Flowers.
Sex.
Long phone conversations that unknowingly continue until the wee hours of the morning.
Forgetting to sleep when you're having the time of your life.
Red Expeditions.
Mike Knutsons' drums (from L.A.'s The Joshua Tree) on "I Will Follow".( I miss it more than you will ever know).
Genuity. Stride gum. Bad jokes.
Not getting caught. Getting caught.
The opposite of lying. Knowing you are the only one to know a secret.
Pixar films. Kisses on the neck. Dorks. Alice In Chains. Unspoken attractions. Hearing from a friend out of the blue.
Comfortable movie theater seats. Accents.
Facial hair on the right men.
Remembering the taste of his thighs.
Thought provoking .T.V. My back being tickled at 4 am.
Seniority. Kleenex plus aloe. Scary ass rickety rollercoasters. Punk covers.
80's. Bloody Marys in the morning. Running my fingers through black hair.
Backseat fucking.
When there's JUST ENOUGH toilet paper left.
Deftones.
Toilet seat covers with the holes pre-punched for you.
Norm's @ 3am. We all know why.
Stevie Ray Vaughan. Falling alseep and not waking up until I'm supposed to.
Cold hydrating water with ice at 3am after a heavy night of drinking.
The night before a theme park trip with friends.
A harbor in the Tempest.
Pedicures preferrably from Asian women who you know aren't talking bad about you in their native tongue while they're caressing your feet.
Newness. Familiarity. Hearing a song your Mom used to sing to you.
The 5 fwy to visit my baby girl. The 91 freeway to visit my baby boy.
Earnest Scared Stupid. My hair turning out exactly how I want.
Hairless chests.
Movie quotes used in everyday conversation.
People that get the quotes.
Being in love. Not being in love.
That feeling you know when someone is missing you. Pointless surveys. Wheat toast.
U2.
Dreaming beneath the desert sky.
Making out on the couch.
My B.B. Bankie, against my face.
Sebastian's laugh.
Sebastian's eyes.
Sebastian's wonderment.
Sebastian's hand on my shoulder, while walking him.
Sebastian picking a flower to put in my hair.
Sebastian saying "Yo te amo, te quiero, mommy"
Poetry Man.
Did I say Green lights forever and ever?
Yea.