Esmeralda Laughing

Her sudden
easy
laughter surprised me...like it had
spilled from a jar.
The kind of laugh that
breaks your heart.
Breaks your goddam heart.
Reminds you of someone that you thought you'd
 forgotten.
The kind of laugh.that
 you don't
 laugh along with.
The fact is
 you don't laugh at all.


it's HER laugh.

It's the kind of laugh that suggests  " everything should
                 be held closer. "

Mabel and Poor Henry

                             Mabel's got ants in
                                    her pants
                           Poor Henry's got 'em
                                   in his head
                   That girl is always squirming.
                                  Poor Henry.

                   He can't concentrate in her bed.

heartbeating

                      it seems like the
                      broken heart
                       never really heals....yeah, it can be
                       resuscitated,
                       re-surfaced,
                       renovated,
                       re-habilitated,
                       possibly re-located
                       and even..... re-claimed, but
                         " is it ever the same ? "
                        no,
                        i think not.

                                 kudo's to those
                            who can keep the beat