The Love Of My Life

Here's a little poem I wrote late last year and posted on Myspace....

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There I was, slowly walking down the street. It was a warm summer night...

As I passed each store I looked in, but didn't pay any particular attention to anything I saw... my mind was somewhere else.... until I saw her...

She was sitting on a table beautifuly posed. She had a perfect figure.

As I stood outside looking in, stunned, I realized it was now or never. I could simply keep walking and never know, or approach her.

As I stepped inside the cool air grazed my face, and I took a deep breath. My eyes were locked. I walked in a straight line. I was a man with a mission. The 10 seconds it took to get to her felt like 10 years.

Finally, I reached her, and I asked, "what's your name?"

"Macintosh," she said, "my name is Macintosh."