" Overcoming shame "timidity"
Monday, January 3, 2011
Mature English Women In Girdles
Let tangles and enter the new year with a little humor,
I leave with my long way to overcome shyness.
big kisses and hugs I will be visiting your blog, your friend
Estrella del Mar, LOLA.
**** shame weighs a quintal
is a bell that warns, there is red
going, perched above my head
is thought to be the Giralda tower of gold,
that fed me this carnation is hooked on the comb blowout!.
(Jo, that the longer verse)
(as long the way.) With
colors lie either fluorescent
I go, not where, but I will, maybe I remove
to the mountains or the forest or the meadow, perhaps the forest ...
not, by the way I will think about, but yes, I hide.
I'm thinking of sticking your head in the cornfield or in the olive, if it
have a mad goat and wrong and I want to take, in their horns
not want it hanging, crazy but not stupid goat, keep walking
head down with my face sunny poppy field.
finally reach the meadow, at that, where is the bush and saw them safely
pig bathing in a puddle of mud, that pig!
and then eating acorns among thorns ... serious this my destiny?. I leave the place
honking without losing composure or red comb.
increasingly embarrassed I no longer take that path, I've crossed rivers
I have a swim in the sea.
After living shame-lived as shyness vanished once
my happy face without redness. *** *****
author Lola BB
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