© Almost Kiss

I'm sitting behind my desk staring at the bulletin board with pictures of my family my favorite NASCAR drivers; 8 & 99, a sexy pic of Jensen Ackles from his Soap days, the calendar with the date number 17, 18 and 25 circled in red. Old tic stub from concerts I went too in the past and a pic of you and me staring into the camera of my SK3.

With Aerosmith Dream On in the background I let my mind drift into a daydream about you and me.

You walked by me and with a smile you stop because I know you will be back to see me.I said something funny and you smile, then it began to rain so you took a hold of my hand and we both ran for cover under a tree that appeared out of nowhere, it was a big tree with leaves the size of a fan blade protecting us. My hair is wet and I don't care. I am shivering and a blanket appeared and you wrapped us both in it.
We are that close now and you leaned in to kiss me and I'm ready for it... Here it comes...

Then I say this and I don't know why but I do:
Would you marry me? We can go up in the mountain to live. We can be wild and care free. We can take baths in the same river forest animals take baths, take a dump in and play in. We can both let our hair grown down to our feet, I don't have to shave nothing and if you want I can braid your beard/hair. We can make up our own language, like unga for sex, stitck for cooking, allabamwa for stink. We can scratch each other scalps like the monkies do, we can embrace the mosquitoes as they bite us fiercely as we freely run naked in the woods, we can build a house with the leaves from this tree and we can both pretend we can build a fire and dance naked around it.Really would you marry me?

You gave me a funny look and he moved back, needless to say I did not get that kiss and the daydream was so over, oh well.