Quirky tomboy begs to be quiet

      Radiating the super cute, soft cinnamon curls. A
smile that coincides with the emotions. Loving the
joy, the happiness.

      Come see my blue eyes sparkle.

      My mind says hi to all the colorful displays of
flowers. All petals drop, one by one, deep inside
my soul.

      Coming undone at the seams as I sit back,
relaxing. Enjoying the time without the necessity to
move fast nor be any place. I am so going to enjoy
the calming scenery of flickering lights, twinkling
stars.

      The cool night approaching the warm day.
Settling the heat into a tightly woven cube. Just for
the short evening hours until yet another day break.

    Ah the paleness shines and the mind is sharp.
Thoughts that clamber down the staircase in my
memories, need to be heard.

    Heading to the warmth of water. Engulfing and
drawing aches out of system. Cleansing spirit of
irritation. Reading and relaxing until all is smoothed
over.

     Finally cocoa butter and brazil nut encase skin.
Blending moisture and aromas deep throughout
layers. Now stark white cotton and frilly, girly lace
make me smile more. Ah how I giggle to realize the
tomboy inside of me is so secretive about her passions
of girly things.

     Shh don't tell anyone that I have a love of all
things soft and cozy, of ladybugs, of all kinds of
daisies and of polka dots. Shh remember don't say
a word. Oh I almost forgot I love dresses, shoes and
hats from 1820 to 1950s. A vintage minx. Shh. If you
ask I will frankly deny!

    Hmm going to enjoy the rest of night with some
classical violin pieces, jazz and blues. Perhaps even
read a little bit.

     So smile with me as I continue to be corny,
quirky. Be happy because I am too.

     Enjoy your evening as I am. Perhaps even add
a small glass of red wine to give effects to perfect
ending of night. So many thanks I give to you, for
your generous thoughts on my behalf.