TDetroit’s ramblings and nonsense

yup, that right.  when men turn 40, they have the right to take a nap in the middle of the day.

so I am taking my nap and enjoying the beautiful view out my bedroom window.  considering, what would it be like to be like this all the time?  I hear the wind in the trees, and I have fresh air blowing through my room.    quiet, but loud all at the same time.

Especially to all my brothers in single fatherhood.

Today, I had bread and jelly, a jell-o mixed fruit cup, and water.  Plus a lillie in a cup of water to look at while I had my Mudda’s Day breakfast in bed.

The dog laid there the whole time I was eating with a look of jealousy.  What was I supposed to do?  Dogs don’t eat pineapple, and they are not allowed to eat grape jelly (assuming it has grapes in it).

It is a bright sunny Michigan Day, and the field of dandelions I call my yard is bright yellow with green grass.  I think I’ll go mow it down.  lol

Happy Mudda’s Day to all the Mudda’s.

T

Flirt with me

Just a word, or maybe two, from her

Excitement is derived

Her words caress me like a summer

With hidden thoughts contrived

A suggestion and then turn away

Oh please, did you mean it

She returns her attention my way

Now she smiles with eyes lit

Then again, she backs away from this

Her leg is closer though

Skirt slightly higher, slip is a wisp

Her skin, showing me more

Now an advance, is this permission

To offer a kiss, lips

No, just another demonstration

Touching with finger tips

I want you, you know, you are teasing

That button was buttoned.  Now?

My heart is beating faster, singing

She looked at my pants.  Wow!

Touching her hair, twirling in fingers

Her hand touches my knee

She leaves it there, warm hand it lingers

I’m hard, doesn’t she see

Offer my hand, let’s go up to bed

She moves.  A cat with grace

Ahead of me, to the bed I’m led

Soon, she wears only lace