Puppy Love and My Purple Bike

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The dancing leaves
The sound of wheels
The ringing bells
And the soft wind breeze.

The stars at night
That sparkle and shine
While i ride my bike
To see you that night.

The bridge that i crossed
As the river flows
Into your arms
I’m suddenly tossed.

The smile in my face
When i see the door
A few steps to take
And i’ll be on your floor.

The lights went out
When i heard a voice
Longing to shout
That it made a choice.

The stars start to hide
As the wind replied
The kiss that i see
And it’s not for me.

I turn and walk away
With no words to say
Your eyes can’t lie
They’re saying goodbye.

As i ride my bike
With nowhere to go
I close my eyes
Tears start to flow.

As i crossed the bridge
On a starless sky
Lightning strikes
On a rainy moonlight.

Now i’m riding my bike
And pass the same road
It looks different this time
As i paused and slowed

A smile on my face
As i crossed the bridge
Remembering the rain
That i thought won’t go away.

Embraced by the sun
Kissed by the wind
I’m still riding my bike
Through the cycles of life.

 

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Shopping Freebies

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I wonder why i have few photos in any shopping malls i’ve been to.

Let me guess.  All of them almost look the same?  Nope not really.  Every shopping mall is distinctive in its own way.  Every mall has its own unique ambiance and feel.

Now i know why i have such a few shopping mall photos.  It’s  because i’m not really a shopaholic or a shopping diva!  I get an  orgasmic feeling (oops, pardon my words) in visiting museums or dropping by in flea markets.

I’m such a cheapskate when it comes to splurge shopping but it doesn’t mean i don’t get excited everytime i hopped  in a mall.

It still offers a variety of experience:

the excitement of letting my fingers run through a mountain of color coded items during the rummage sale and ending up not buying a single thing.                                                                          

(This is not intentional. I’m not here to give store people a hellish experience.  It happened just once,  nope, just  twice,   alright, i admit several times but i do buy when i see something i like.)

the smile in my face when i see an artful window display.

(Artful equals tasteful equals vulgar equals obscene equals tacky,  anything catchy.  Taste is subjective)

 the hedonistic pleasure i derived from watching people as i sit on the bench pretending to be waiting for someone,  when in fact i’m just sitting because i don’t have a single cent to spend on that too good to be true discounted signature items splashed  all over the mall.                                                              

(Did you see that va vaboom lady carrying a handful of  LV’s with her daddy?  Ok i’m not being bitter here.  Envy is a green eyed monster,  jealousy is blue, my eyes are neither of the two)

and that endless rebuttal with a friend proving my point that yes he is really her daddy, not the kind of thing that causes diabetes.  Until someone nearby butts in telling us to mind our own business. Priceless!

 (Look who’s talking, unwanted eavesdropper, if only i could tell her to mind her own business too.)

Who says you need to shop to get ample shopping freebies?  Cliche as it may sound, the best things in life are still free. 🙂

 

 

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