I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes.
I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over.
I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong.
And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions.
I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely.
It's what we do.
Saturday, 13 February 2010
My Valentine!
She's my Valentine.
She's my poet,
She is the one,
The only one,
She has the key to my heart.
And she makes me feel like this....
And she sets me on fire!
She's my Red Dirt Mule!
(The hearts are pieces by the Dutch artist, Frank Tjepkema)
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ReplyDeleteRDM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteXXXXXXXXXXXXXX! right back, Lady.
ReplyDeleteGary: Shhh! No sudden movements or she'll dart back into the shadows!
ReplyDeleteMiss you RDM! Happy Valentine's Day!
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