056 - 遠觀不如褻玩焉
憎死blogger, 第二次down server要我重新打過。
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於是我四處玩耍;
於是我要去英國;
於是我吻陌生人;
於是我不知所措。
都是一份貪心。
我是喝著咖啡看著雪的,怎麼還要躺那溫暖但膚淺不屬於我的床?只遠觀不如褻玩焉。
我要的是屬於我的耳語,潔白熟悉氣味的床單,為何遷就貪心淪陷我的清高。
現在我是被揭開品評的朱古力。刺激,但已沒有新意了。
想起the unbearable lightness of being,我從來都覺得Thomas 很真實,所以很討厭。
他人的一則diary entry, 記下有失道德,但總是個警惕。
It is a usual chilly winter day. Outside is flying pieces of snowflake. Silvery white trees stand still on the street, occasionally disturb by a rushing vehicle.
Sitting inside the heat air-coned balcony, behind the roof–to-floor glass, you are quietly watching. With a cup of coffee on hand, laying back comfortably in the rattan chair, it is a relax, calm and satisfied moment .....................
Noticing that the approaching foot step behind the back, you know ! you know ! you know HE is coming to join you with the coffee refill tray.
That is the “one life stand”.
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Running away from the raucous and dazzling dancing floor, you know you have just got what you want. Grasp tight your reward, a new box of chocolate every night, you are heading home in naughty bumping steps with your prey.
"That box of chocolate, never know what you get until you STRIP it."
What will you get inside your bedroom when you strip his tight fit outfit: Square chest or a pair of papaya? Muscular or just “fats-cular”? Lean-fit or skinny? Bulky or puffy? Smooth skinned or rough?
Keep stripping further down, will his little baby be lovely straight or left/right bended, or my God even bending up/down? Man! It is just too excited to strip that out!
Finished this box tonight, you need a new box tomorrow night. Every box may only differ a bit from the other…until…until your excitement fades. Finally you realize that chocolate just the boring chocolate.
That is the “one night stand”.
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於是我四處玩耍;
於是我要去英國;
於是我吻陌生人;
於是我不知所措。
都是一份貪心。
我是喝著咖啡看著雪的,怎麼還要躺那溫暖但膚淺不屬於我的床?只遠觀不如褻玩焉。
我要的是屬於我的耳語,潔白熟悉氣味的床單,為何遷就貪心淪陷我的清高。
現在我是被揭開品評的朱古力。刺激,但已沒有新意了。
想起the unbearable lightness of being,我從來都覺得Thomas 很真實,所以很討厭。
他人的一則diary entry, 記下有失道德,但總是個警惕。
It is a usual chilly winter day. Outside is flying pieces of snowflake. Silvery white trees stand still on the street, occasionally disturb by a rushing vehicle.
Sitting inside the heat air-coned balcony, behind the roof–to-floor glass, you are quietly watching. With a cup of coffee on hand, laying back comfortably in the rattan chair, it is a relax, calm and satisfied moment .....................
Noticing that the approaching foot step behind the back, you know ! you know ! you know HE is coming to join you with the coffee refill tray.
That is the “one life stand”.
************************
Running away from the raucous and dazzling dancing floor, you know you have just got what you want. Grasp tight your reward, a new box of chocolate every night, you are heading home in naughty bumping steps with your prey.
"That box of chocolate, never know what you get until you STRIP it."
What will you get inside your bedroom when you strip his tight fit outfit: Square chest or a pair of papaya? Muscular or just “fats-cular”? Lean-fit or skinny? Bulky or puffy? Smooth skinned or rough?
Keep stripping further down, will his little baby be lovely straight or left/right bended, or my God even bending up/down? Man! It is just too excited to strip that out!
Finished this box tonight, you need a new box tomorrow night. Every box may only differ a bit from the other…until…until your excitement fades. Finally you realize that chocolate just the boring chocolate.
That is the “one night stand”.