If you haven't already heard somehow, I've made the leap over to blogspot. 

You can find me here: hidden-stache.blogspot.com

My public xanga is probably dead. I've only come back today to log dreams, lol.

You're my gap toothed lover
You're more than a friend
A gap in your happiness
That I can fill with a kiss
Or a whisper
Our lips meet
Our lips curve up into smiles
Our whole bodies are smiling
This is the feeling of being complete
Just for a moment
The empty filled with laughter and understanding
The empty filled with another clasped hand
The empty filled with another soul

You're the handsome and the dreamy
I could only dream of
Your time-stopping smile
Your chameleon gaze
Your quicksand lips
Your gorgeous heart
Our hearts beat in time
Our hopes aligned
You're mine

From the tips of your cracked toenails
To the plateau of your occasional flattop head of hairs
You're undeniably perfect in all your imperfection
Perfect even when you haven't shaved your porcupine face for a couple of days
Perfect even when you snap on a frown for a couple of days
Perfect even when you are miles away from me
Though we may be a couple
For many days
And nights
Both spent and saved
Wistful
And in body numbing anticipation of the next moment
I can hold you close to my body
Close to my soul
Close to my heart

You mean so much to me
Meaning, I adore you
Meaning, I cherish you
Meaning, I want to grow old and gray with you
You make me happy when the skies are gray
You make me happy when the skies fall down upon us
Though I've already fallen for an angel, a godsend
You've already fallen from a shooting star
We've already fallen in this describable feeling
We've already fallen but we haven't given up
No, I won't give up on us
No, I won't give you up
No, I give you
My heart
My soul
My future
Our lives together

We make a cute pair
You're the Mr. Potato Head
To my ears and eyes and hands
You hear me
See into my soul
Touch me from the depths of my heart
You have the mouth to sooth my aching ears
The face where I can rest my eyes
The hands where I can lay my tired hands
I place my hand in yours
I place my hopes in you
For you
Are my one and only
The only one for me
I, your darling sweet potato
You, my precious potato wedges

There is so much hope. Let me continually know this to be fact

Tim Be Told - Analyze

Crying errday this week. Successful.