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By deevaa Date: 2003 Aug 18 Comment on this Work [[2003.08.18.23.16.17326]] |
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I know there are rules of language (and of love) I know what a vowel is (and what a noun is) (and that love should not be held too tightly) but these rules aren't etched deeply enough (into my subconscious) for me to be able to break them with any great skill. I haven't yet at 29 mastered the art of correct punctuation (or reigned in my sarcasm) (or my temper) and I do not know the difference between a hyphen and em dash (but I know that there is one) I rely heavily on spell check (and biting my tongue) (and saying sorry - often) and I paint better pictures with my brush than I do with my words, (yet, I barely consider myself an artist) But, There are days that I can't capture precisely with my brush (like the feeling of your lips on my neck) it is on these days that I fall back on words and there are some days (like today) when I have to fall back on my memory. |