Coco J. Ginger's Blog, page 27
May 13, 2013
Pit-pat-pit-pat
It’s bright, it breaks, it’s pretty, it hates. It l♥ves, it loses, it wins, it chooses. It’s cayenne, it’s cherries, it’s chocolate, it bruises. It’s cinnamon stained, it lives in his brain that damned wild thang [her heart].
May 12, 2013
A Romantic Death
I try and envision a romantic death.The way I’d like to die. I know coffee and 1000 red balloons must be involved. “She passed away in the early hours of the morning, after having ingested 75,000 cups of coffee— she wasn’t thinking sanely, so when she grabbed onto her ride of1000 Red Balloons, her body […]
A Crayon Named Scarlet
My heart is inoperative.There is only one cure. 1000 CUPS OF COFFEE and a crayon named ecarlate.
Ruby Red in My Head
It’s like a ruby red grapefruit, sliced in half, smiling in front of me— yet no grapefruit spoon to properly eat it. That’s what it feels like to have you in my head, but never in my arms. ♥
May 11, 2013
Coffee Shop
You looked so foolish that day, sitting in Wesley’s coffee shop, cigarette draped across your lips…paint brush teetering between your fingers—dead to the world, as if human interaction had betrayed you. I knew you were a playboy, an artist— a muse birthed in my heart waiting to explode. I knew in that stupid moment— you […]
May 10, 2013
A Man of Steel and Velvet: Top 12 Qualities of the Ideal Man
“A woman’s security does not lie in money her partner earns. She finds it in him as a person of character and dependability.”—Aubrey Andelin ♠Steel Qualities♣ Guide, protector, provider Builder of society Masculinity Character Confidence Health The steel side of a man makes women and children feel secure. Arouses admiration of all. Makes women feel […]
Be a Man.
Be aggressive. Be worthy of my hate.
May 8, 2013
And I’m a bad girl…
…’cause I don’t even miss him. I’m a bad girl for breaking his heart. Sorry baby— I’m free, free fallin’ Yeah I’m free baby, free fallin’ And all the bad girls are out dancing in theirstilettos. All the good boys are home watching Mad Men with broken hearts. I’m free, free fallin’ [not bothering] Yeah […]
My Sinnamon Baby
He’s my sinnamon baby. My sinnamon baby my sinnamon baby— to confess I could be free, but to let him slip through my tongue would cause shooting pain. I keep my sinnamon baby wrapped up in a halo next to my cinnamon heart, my cinnamon heart my cinnamon heart that doesn’t start [...]
May 7, 2013
Frankly…
…I was glad to finally be rid of his judgmental halo.
