When CONQUISTADORING, Sleep's For The Weak

When CONQUISTADORING, Sleep's For The Weak
Let Saigons be Saigons

Thursday, June 2, 2011

'If You See A Tennis Ball, Put It In Your Mouth'

Unequivocal love. That sweet girl--unlike plenty of creatures out there--didn't care where you came from or what your story was.

Find Kirby Puckett up there - he'll play fetch with ya.
Daisy just wanted a piece of you. She taught a lot while getting taught. Mad? All you needed was to look at her blonde face. In my early 20's she was often there. I shared a couch/bed with her for half a summer. Those San Diego mornings get ocean breezy. Thanks for keeping me warm, Daisy. You will be missed.

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