Listen, Squishy!
It’s Fri-yay morning!  WE made it through another week!  Thanks for the uplifting energy I feel in my heart.  The last girl I HAD A CRUSH ON’s name was TRICKY to put into poems, lyrics and art without getting sued, in my head.
I shook my walker dealing with stress this morning.  I could have done without that wake-up call each day this week.  I feel encouraged to find comfort in your warm, loving embrace moving forward.  Addressing thou art relieves me of pent-up words and expressions.  I’ll start doing that every day again, ok?

I will forget addressing those who say it can’t work for my peace of mind.  I have been busy these past few months.  I’m sipping a mango keto-diet energy drink right now.  I want to taste your lips.  Hey!  I can dream, can’t I?

THE PLAN moving forward would include you coming around during the morning hours.  Maybe we could sit outside, in the sun on the swinging loveseat.  Dozer, the dog loves playing fetch too!  I want to catch your tears, switch gears and make your nose tickle.  Try smiling thinking of me.  I hope somebody shows you these record books I’m writing with your name in the subtext.
Have a great day, night, weekend, month and year until we see each other again!  Byeee!