"My heart is yours"

Tribute to you, Didrik.  < <3   <3  

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I don't fancy your heart. I just love salami <3

                                  

most important is the cherry on top

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Sausage Days

Sausage by Raymond A. Foss

Forget the frank,
Give me the Fenway sausage.
Lansdowne or Yawkey,
Just give me the street, the crowds, the carts.
Sausage you shrug, you the reader
Of this trifle, this whimsy
What do I mean, me the storyteller
Read on.

Peppers and onions
Tease the tongue
Bun and hot mustard
Set the stage
The scorched and blackened piece of meat
Reminds me of every one
Eaten before

So much memory
Of family and fun
Of ballgames, tailgates, and the carnie
A cacophony of moments
Drip with grease
Do you smell it too on the smoky hot grill?

My lips curl with a smirk
Writing these lines
As I laugh to myself
Of the pleasures of excess
The lusty gluttony
Of another one.

when Oslo turns green on me...

I see nothing but colors

I see nothing but the rainbow.
I see nothing but hot dogs 

I see nothing but Norwegian fjords

I see nothing but the midnight sun

I see nothing but choosing life!

Be my brick croissant

Square You, Bitch!

I spy with my little eye...

A melon!

looking at me

But it was dying. Such a bloody mess. seeds all over my dress.

And off it went to heaven

Where it sits drinking tea from Seven Eleven

<3

                                                                     

make me coffee 07.45

I need you.

Him and I

...are unseperable

********Hobo********

I Found a Hobo

He was kind of cute

I wanted to keep him

And then he ran away