A Beautiful Cheat Sheet For Two Dozen Espresso-Based Drinks
Ugh. Just when you kinda sorta started to get a handle on the wide world of wine, along comes another new liquid metric for how cosmopolitan you really are (or aren’t): coffee.
Love this one! Here’s another.
the heavy weight down in my stomach
your eyes that imbibe my organs and everything
in one second leaving a shell
my whole body magnetically drawn to you
How pathetic is this, a love in a moment, that leaves you empty for one whole night.
“If you look at your appearance,
you’ve got your curls from your grandfather,
or your mole on your neck is at the same place your mum had it.
Or you’ve got your father’s way of talking,
crinkling your lips by pronouncing o’s and u’s.
Everybody would tell you that you belong to them.
I have never got to know if I have the hands from my mother or from my father.
Maybe that’s why I don’t understand the matter of being a Christ or a Jew, or what society I am born in. I don’t belong to anybody.”
I am a rain drop,
enclosing colors, or facets,
honed like a diamond
watch me falling, twirling, graciously
losing weight in a storm, growing with the mass of clouds
powerless as a single, ruthless in many
splashing in your palms,
I seem as all the others.
“Hey there, I don’t want to make it sound awkward. I think I am getting really along with guys, and I know that we would have taken longer to build up a friendship, because it was still in its infancy as I left. If I can help you sometime, just give me a ring; it is always better to have the contact also outside facebook. Again, I don’t want to make it sound silly. Say hello to the other guy in your office ;)”
You know why there wasn’t a big friendship coming along between us? Because I liked you, and I guess you realised; or maybe you just come over to girls to chat when they are sitting alone, and when they just come to you in a funny way. Or glancing at me straightly, when I step outside the office, so that I am avoiding your looks the next time all employees are in the lounge. I knew you were looking over at times, as I was talking with your work mates; but you didn’t dare to come over! Or the fact that you stood behind me in front of the blackboard, and reaching straight over my shoulder, that I needed to step aside. What would have happened if I would have turned around?
Oh, don’t be stupid girl, your just too imaginative. He’s got a girlfriend, and sometimes he is talking about her, but never in a negative way. If you happen to read this, girl, re-invent yourself; you’ve just crushed into something and it won’t work out, in any way. Thanks boy, for writing her, that you pity when she left the company. Thanks for being so kind.
Now get off her mind…
