love floats


I’ve been dreaming a lot lately, especially while spending a weekend on my boat; I don’t know if it’s the sound of the waves lapping on the hull, or the gentle rocking motion; but once I drift away, anything can happen. It was around sunset that I saw her for the first time… she appeared in a blaze of sunshine and a spray of foaming water….  ahh, but the rest of the story unfolds in living color over at mojozone, in the form of a.. of a dream, like I was sayin… well, you get the idea.

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4 Responses to love floats

  1. Seraphine says:

    the waves lapping at the hull?
    first of all, chrome, oh center
    of the universe, it’s your boat
    that laps at the waves, admit it.
    secondly, are you sure the colors
    aren’t from something you’ve
    ingested, even *cough* innocently?
    i mean… boat… weekend…
    sunset… apparitions.
    that doesn’t happen in real life.

  2. Chrome says:

    seraphine, seraphine…
    may I first assure you that I have met the center of the universe, and…
    it is not me. so, the hull and the waves must work in unison, then,
    I suppose; I can live with that.
    as to the apparitions, well, you could very well be right;
    but then, how to explain that sand on my pillow?

  3. Seraphine says:

    /me scratches your hair furiously
    and points at the pillow.

  4. Chrome says:

    oooooohhhh…… that was you!!!
    and I thought I was dreaming….
    then it wasn’t sand?
    hmmm…. rust?

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