"I Saw You" at an Aleister Crowley Documentary
Who saw? Who was seen? Was it you?[ Wed Jan 15 2014 3:33 PM ]
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Walmart: There you were. Embarrassed as hell because a coworker saw you all make-up-less and red nosed, fighting off the flu. I just wanted to let you know, without embarrassing you in front of coworkers, that I think you looked positively adorable: Little-girl like, in spite of your years; Your porcelain skin, crowned with golden hair, accented by that red nose, brought out all the paternal instincts in me, which constantly struggle against the sexual attraction I feel for you.
Beautiful Brunette! I stared at you all night. I finally introduced myself to you. I told you, you were gorgeous. I was walking behind you when it was over. You started running, I started running. You started screaming, I started screaming. I don't know what scared us, but I didn't get your number. I would love to get know you.
Though you were with someone, we glanced at each other through the documentary. Couldn't help but notice it was whenever a certain phrase came up. You know who you are and who I am. I won't inflict pain like Crowley. Just all the pleasure you can stand. I believe you asked our hostess what my name was. Care to make a little Magick of our own?
You: plaid shirt, big 'ol nerd glasses, and your red Adidas shoes match the aching of my pounding heart. Your quick reflexes saved a beer from spilling on me, though I wish it would have so I could have looked into your deep doe-eyes while you could have sensually patted me dry. Though I still would have been wet afterwards... Me: Stilettos and (luckily) wearing my super tight mom jeans. Just wanted to see if you would meet me for a huge cocktail—I'm really thirsty.
You: Beautiful blonde wearing a reddish sweater looking at photos with an older gentleman with a beard. We exchanged a "hello" as you were pouring your coffee in a to go cup. We also waved "bye" as you drove off in your red jeep Laredo with a Zia and "SF" sticker.
Me: Tall guy sitting with his two friends near the window wearing a black long sleeve shirt and gray jeans smiling back. Would you like to sit at the same table and have some coffee?