Blonde for them with sunlight
Brunette beneath awaiting closure
Exchange internecine smiles
Shrink from lese-mageste exposure
My mind, lost in hair, fraught with rare
Thoughts of our past where you cried
Touching my lips with fingertips
For comfort before your soul died.
I awaited your return. Did you know?
I carried great concern. Then I forgot
Those tears and lips and hair with blonde.
I became you, or your memory brought
from my past.
Aug. 18, 2000
About Me
- Pixie Vixen
- So much of the following is no longer true. Although some of it is. And more will probably be changing soon. I just don't have the heart to change it yet: I graduated from the University of Michigan with a degree in Literature and extensive coursework in Computer Engineering. I'm a lover of animals, art, music, culture and language. Because of my love for music, I joined the Detroit Concert Choir and competed in the Llangollen Festival in North Wales! I want to find a way to change the world, albeit cheesy, and I hope that my love of architecture and the environment can symbiotically lead me in new directions in life. I am an avid beer drinker and travel to some of the best beer fests in the U.S. – none internationally – yet. I spend my free time (what free time??) dancing, singing and taking art, drafting, photography and architecture classes at Lawrence Tech. My husband and I live in Ferndale, Michigan, one of the hippest, yet most conscientious cities around.
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