Quotes for a short post

I apologize for the absence. Again. I have several posts in the pipe line but haven’t found the time to finish any of them just yet. So, I’m instead going to offer up some quotes, as per my usual mood when I feel the need to write but can’t get my own words down. For those of you who do not like these posts, I apologize. For those of you who do, you’re welcome.

“But my heart it is brighter than all of the many stars in the sky.” Edgar Allen Poe, For Annie

“How quietly we endure all that falls upon us.” Khaled Hosseini A Thousand Splendid Suns

“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.” J.R.R. Tolkien

“The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places. But there is much that is fair. And though in all lands, love is now mingled with grief, it still grows, perhaps, the greater.” J.R.R. Tolkien

“I have noticed that when all the lights are on, people tend to talk about what they are doing – their outer lives. Sitting round in candlelight or firelight, people start to talk about how they are feeling – their inner lives. They speak subjectively, they argue less, there are no longer pauses. To sit alone without any electric light is curiously creative. I have my best ideas at dawn or at nightfall, but not if I switch on the lights – then I start thinking about projects, deadlines, demands, and the shadows and shapes of the house become objects, not suggestions, things that need to be done, not a background thought.” – Why I adore the night ( Jeanette Winterson)

“Give your daughters difficult names. Give your daughters names that command the full use of tongue. My name makes you want to tell me the truth. My name doesn’t allow me to trust anyone that cannot pronounce it right.” – Warsan Shire

“This life is filled with goodbyes; but not all are bad. Some simply bid farewell to the things that are toxic to us. – M. Triea

“And if I asked you to name all the things that you love, how long would it take for you to name yourself?”

“Getting your shit together requires a level of honesty you can’t even imagine. Ain’t nothing easy about realizing you’re the one that’s been holding you back this whole time…that your lack of discipline is the answer to some of those, why not me, questions you ask.”

” ‘If one day you wake up and you no longer care about me,’ she says, ‘say so over our morning coffee and I will let you leave.’    ‘I will not ask you why. I will not ask you to stay one more night. I will give you a small smile to say that it is okay and that people lose feelings for all sorts of reasons and that I will survive.’     ‘If it comes to it,’ she says, ‘just say so. You should stay because you want to. You should leave if you need to.’ ” – S.Z.//Excerpt form a book I’ll never write # 131

” ‘I am tired,’ she says, ‘and it is so awfully difficult to feel sad and tired when all you want is to feel alive.’ ” – Excerpt from a book I’ll never write # 84

“There’s two things I judge harshly on. The inability for one to admit when they are wrong, and the lack of courage to say I’m sorry. That tells me all I need to know. Because we are all wrong at some point, but not all of us are sorry.” – JmStorm

“respect your exes. You shared time. You shared energy. Have respect for them. Don’t talk about them like you didn’t choose to be in their presence daily.”  – Slyvester McNutt III, Lust for Life

“Sadly, too many of us stay together far longer than we should because it is easier to say, I love you, than it is to say, I don’t.” – Beau Taplin Love you anymore

“Do not look for healing at the feet of those who broke you.”

“I’m not choosing you because our being together makes sound, solid sense. I choose you because you make me forget there’s a choice.” Beau Taplin Sound Solid Sense

“She’s an old soul whose heart speaks an all but forgotten language.” – JmStorm

“One of the most troublesome things in life is that what you do or do not want has very little to do with what does or does not happen.” – Lemony Snickett

“We are not in control of what lessons others are here to learn.”

^^^This one above has been my mantra for days. :(^^^

“You can’t pour from an empty cup. Take care of yourself first.”

“Not all of us can do great things. But we can all do small things with great love.” – Mother Teresa

“She’s known sadness and it’s made her kind.”

“When you are ready for fireworks instead of sparklers, I will come for you.” – Erin Van Vuren

“To all who walk the dark path and to those who walk in the sunshine but hold out a hand in the darkness to travel beside us, Brighter days are coming. Clearer sight will arrive, and you will arrive too. No, it might not be forever. The bright moments might be for a few days at a time. But hold on for those days. Those days are worth the dark.” – Jenny Lawson Furiously Happy

“I wish someone had told me this simple but confusing truth: Even when everything’s going your way you can still be sad. Or Anxious. Or uncomfortably numb. Because you can’t always control your brain or your emotions even when things are perfect.” – Jenny Lawson Furiously Happy

“Boys learn too late that being ‘the man’ is not the same thing as being ‘a man’.” – Atticus

“Sometimes, it doesn’t work out with someone because they’re a piece of shit, who deserves a piece of shit, and you’re not a piece of shit.” – loyalgirlnotes

“We have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins, carbon in our souls, and nitrogen in our brains. 93 percent stardust, with souls made of flames, we are all just stars that have people names.” – Nikita Gill

“What’s comin’ will come and we’ll meet it when it does.” – Rubeus Hagrid Harry Potter

“No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another.” – Doctor Marigold Charles Dickens

“I cannot promise I will never become restless, that I won’t ache in ways you don’t know how to help. There are clouds in me and they roll in from time to time, I hope you learn to love the dark mornings, instead of always fumbling around for your umbrella.” – Tyler Knott Gregson

“I don’t care if I fall in love with a devil as long as that devil will love me the way he loves hell.”

“It is no bad thing to celebrate a simple life.” – J.R.R. Tolkien

“You can’t love her half-way any more than you can half-jump from an airplane. You are either all in or standing on the ground wondering what it would be like to fly. To experience her, she demands all of you, because she will give you all of her. She deserves no less. If you want to know the exhilaration, then you will have to soldier-up and take the plunge. History has never been made by the meek.” – wyatt

“As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.” – Audrey Hepburn

“the rain falls for you the same way I do: unapologetically, over and over.” – s.r.w.

“my beautiful lover, he’s a complicated mess: of hidden muscles and sinews that pull the world’s weight; and a skin so smooth his tears roll off it like pearls over marble; my quiet lover, he’s a self-made mystery: of destroyed family portraits and broken glass, i can hear the crunching sound every time he clenches his gloved hands, my broken lover, he’s a system of failing organs and collapsing worlds: of purple galaxies that look a lit like bruises, his father’s beliefs printed on his back like the rawest, reddest form of education, of heirlooms that much be kept in secret and eyes like polished serpentine, but my lover walks like a general and thinks like a king; ambition shining in those bright green pools like jewels. and i’ll admit: it only took me an eternity to realize i was in love with a tragedy.” – boys like him are made of wounds

“the child who is not embraced by the village will burn it down to feel its warmth.” – African proberb

“You remember too much, my mother said to me. Why hold onto all that? And I said, where do i put it down?” – The Glass Essay Anne Carson

“Just because they’re in your circle, doesn’t mean they’re in your corner.”

“The trick is that as long as you know who you are and what makes you happy it doesn’t matter how others see you.”

“But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby.” – Lemony Snicket

“I promised myself I would never fall in love with you. But it was 4 am, and we were laughing way too hard, and I felt happy for the first time in a long time, and I knew I was screwed.”

“She stepped on the stars like skipping stones Searching for her way back home.” – S.L.

“Ah, kindness. What a simple way to tell another struggling soul that there is love to be found in this world.”

“It’s up to you to change ‘generational narratives’: When they tell you this ‘runs in the family’ you tell them, ‘this is where it runs the fuck out.’ “

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Where’s the Love? – Why My Boyfriend and I Don’t Celebrate Valentine’s Day

Welcome dear readers! This is gonna be a short, personal post followed by some love quotes since today is Valentine’s Day! Now, I know you may be thinking, but the title says you don’t celebrate it. And you’re right. We don’t. But hear me out.

Valentine’s Day is a largely corporate holiday. It just it. It has deeper roots, but honestly, can you name them? Probably not. Because now it’s all about how much a guy does for his lady. Send flowers to her work, get her chocolates, plan a fancy dinner. It’s like a competition for who does the most for their lady. And I’m not ok with that. I know some girls who have broken up with their boyfriends because he either didn’t get them anything for Valentine’s Day or didn’t “do enough”. Seriously? What did you do for him for Valentine’s Day? Nothing. But I digress.

The boyfriend and I don’t celebrate it. I do NOT want to be part of this “competition” it creates about who buys more or does more for their significant other. It’s not ok. And I would much rather have many small random acts of love through out the year than one day of large gestures that he feels obligated to give me because of social norms. Sometimes, just when I feel like he’s getting away with not  doing any gestures of love, he surprises me with something small that just reminds me that he thinks about me more than I give him credit for. And I try to do the same for him. Sometimes it’s just bringing home his favorite candy bar when I know he’s had a rough day at work And to me, that’s what love is. Small, every day gestures. Not one day filled with large gestures. But, to each their own.


 

  • “I was waiting for the longest time, she said. I thought you forgot.     It is hard to forget, I said, when there is such an empty space when you are gone.” – unknown
  • Stardust – “If you came to me with a face I have not seen, with a voice I have never heard, I would still know you. Somewhere between the sand and the stardust, through ever collapse and creation, there is a pulse of you and I. When we leave this world, we give up all our possessions and our memories. Love is the only thing we take with us. It is all we carry from one life to the next.” – Lang Leav Memories
  • “What a sad thought it is, that some of us will surrender and settle down long before we have met the person we are supposed to love.” – Beau Taplin The Pressure
  • “I know I’m not easy to love. I’m a chronic over-thinker, I overreact more than I should… And every once in a while, I might be a little insecure. But if I am in love with you, I can promise you wholeheartedly that you will be loved with so much passion and intensity that you’ll forget what life felt like before I came along. You will always be cared for and you will always have someone in your corner. Maybe I’m not the best at being loved – but I like to think I’m pretty good at loving.” – Chelsea Carroll
  • “People don’t like love, they like that flittery flirty feeling. They don’t love love – love is sacrificial, love is ferocious, it’s not emotive. Our culture doesn’t love love, it loves the idea of love. It wants the emotion without paying anything for it.” – unknown
  • “Someone can be madly in love with you and still not be ready. They can love you in a way you have never been loved and still not join you on the bridge. And whatever their reasons you must leave. Because you never ever have to inspire anyone to meet you on the bridge. You never ever have to convince someone to do the work to be ready. There is more extraordinary love, more love that you have never seen, out here in this wide and wild universe. And there is the love that will be ready.” – Nayyirah Waheed
  • “I can say with great certainty and absolute honesty that I did not know what love was until I knew what love was not.” – P.T. Berkey
  • “It is a frightening thought, that in one fraction of a moment you can fall in the kind of love that takes a lifetime to get over.” – Beau Taplin
  • ” ‘ You can’t love someone unless you love yourself first.’ Bullshit. I have never loved myself. But you… Oh god, I loved you so much I forgot what hating myself felt like.” – My thoughts before I go to sleep.
  • “She reminded him of happiness, he reminded her of home; together, they were happy and at home.” unknown
  • “A relationship works best when both people believe they have got better than they deserve.” – unknown
  • “Sometimes, I think of the sun and the moon as lovers who rarely meet, always chase, and almost always miss one another. But once in a while, they do catch up, and they kiss, and the world stares in awe of their eclipse.” – unkown
  • “It’s somewhat early and she’s fast asleep. It doesn’t bother me because I know that there’s been times she’s laid awake at night unable to find sleep, no longer familiar with what it meant to find rest. The moment she laid on top of me, her head against my chest, her ear to my heart, I ran my fingers through her hair and felt her thighs loosen, symbolic for how relaxed she’d become. Even when her days are chaotic, she comes home to me and I help her find peace. This is love.” – r.h. Sin
  • “When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No don’t blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away.” – Captain Corellis Mandolin
  • “you can always find something beautiful in something destructive and now I finally understand why I’ve always been so fond of you.” – uknown
  • “I think I fall in love with people a little too much, just in the way they sound at 4 am or how they look when they smile. And it’s so addicting, when their eyes light up, because you’ve remembered something they may have said. I think I grow attached to people, who I know, will leave. But I can’t help it, because I see all that you are, when you don’t really see it yourself. And sometimes I wonder how someone’s heart, grows so cold, and I think, that maybe it’s because for a while, it was left out in the rain. You know some days I struggle, when there’s nothing left to say, because I still don’t know how to convince you, that out of everyone, and all the ones that leave, I’m always the one still standing there, with an umbrella, just big enough, to cover your heart.” – c.p.
  • “She knew she loved him when home went from being a place to being a person.” – E Leventhal
  • “I will never be the first of so many things for you. I came too late, after life and love were woven into the tapestry of your existence. I care not about lost firsts, but I will fight, knuckles bloody and teeth sharpened, for your lasts. Take the old firsts and put them to rest, silent below the dirt and ash of all the new ones we will burn through. Take them, but give me the lasts.” – Tyler Knott Gregson
  • “and in the end, we were all just humans, drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald
  • “I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember. Somewhere inside of me there will always be the person I am tonight.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald Tender Is The Night
  • ” ‘The trick, kiddo,’ his mom replies slowly, ‘is finding someone who complements you instead of completes you. You need to be complete on your own.” – unknown
  • “I asked him for it. For the blood, for the rust, for the sin. I didn’t want the pearls other girls talked about, or the fine marble of palaces, or even the roses in the mouth of servants. I wanted pomegranates – I wanted darkness, I wanted him. So I grabbed my king and ran away to a land of death, where I reigned and people whispered that I’d been dragged. I’ll tell you I’ve changed, I’ll tell you, the red on my lips isn’t wine. I hope you’ve heard of horns, but that isn’t half of it. Out of an entire kingdom he kneels only to me, calls me Queen, calls me Mercy. Mama, Mama, I hope you get this. Know the bed is warm and our hearts are cold, know never have I been better that when I am here. Do not send flowers, we’ll throw them in the river. ‘Flowers are for the dead,’ ‘least thats what the mortals say. I’ll come back when he bores me, but Mama, not today.” – Daniella Michallen, “Persephone Speaks”
  • “And I think the thing that terrifies me most is that one day, you’ll be the story I’ll tell my daughter, when she’s curled up in bed, wrapped in blankets and heartbreak, when she hasn’t eaten anything in days but the voicemails he left her, when she hasn’t been able to sleep because the goodbye that broke her shatters her bones all over again every time she closes her fucking eyes. And I’ll climb into bed with her and she’ll lay her head on my lap and I’ll try to brush him out of her hair and her tears will soak through my shirt and I’ll tell her about the boy I met when I was sixteen, who sat next to me in math class, who I fell in love with after two weeks, who saved me, who fucking destroyed me. And I’ll tell her about how it hurt. It hurt so badly it almost killed me. It hurt so badly my mother stopped going to work so she could stay home and make sure I didn’t take too many pills. And then I’ll tell her about how it got better. How it stopped hurting. How I stopped bleeding. My mother went back to work. I got out of bed. But I won’t tell her that sometimes I still have dreams about you and can hardly breathe the next day or about the pictures of you I have hidden in the attic.” – via extrasad
  • “I am not very good at a lot of things; i cannot paint you pictures because the beautiful things in my head cannot be translated  nor can I sing to you as my voice has an uncanny habit of falling flat  nor can I play for you as my fingers fumble when my thoughts cross over to how you look, watching me  but I can brush the knots out of your hair, and work the knots out of your back when your day has become too much to bear  i am not good at much, but I will be good to you. – kpk

Welcome to the Machine

Hello everyone. Welcome back. I apologize for my last couple posts being about how long I’ve been gone and hollow promises of getting back to this blog. Life has threw a couple wrenches in my gears lately, but I’ve been working hard to get all those cogs freed up and running smoothly. I could tell you all the sad, frustrating, hair pulling, banging my head against the wall stories that have kept me away from this blog and many things in general, and I might, but not today.

I know, as well as anyone, that life can get in the way. It’s a machine. It keeps chugging along, regardless of the parts falling off, needing greased, or repaired. It is a machine to be admired for its unwillingness to quit, regardless of how it falls apart. People are much the same. That is how I have felt lately, like a machine in need of a serious breakdown and rebuild. But I don’t have time for that, so I make small repairs where I can – on the side of the road, in the rain, in the gas station parking lot – because on this journey, you don’t always have time to stop. You have to evaluate the priority parts and make sure you keep those on par, everything else? Well, it just depends on where it is on the priority list.

Sometimes we think certain parts of the machine are important when they really aren’t. That is a problem. It leaves us blindsided when a part that is actually important blows up. This has happened to me a few times lately. So, I am trying to shave off some unnecessary parts and focus on the core of the machine. Because unfortunately, when some of those really important parts blow up, there’s no fixing them or replacing them. You  must simply move on without them and readjust the way the machine works.

In my re-evaluation, I have decided that I have neglected some major components of my machine called life for far too long. And I have lost some parts that cannot be replaced. So, I am changing the oil, lubing the chain, changing the air filter, and moving on.

When is the last time you re-evaluated your life? There is never a bad time to sit down and make a list of the people or things that you love but haven’t seen or done in a while. Our excuse is usually that there isn’t enough time right now, I’ll do it later. I promise you that the most important thing you can do is make time. Right now, before your machine blows, locks up, and leaves you stranded with a part that you’ve lost and cant’ replace. As a quote by Buddha says, “The problem is, you think you’ve got time.”

As my favorite band, Pink Floyd, says, “Welcome to the machine.” Be sure to take care of yours every once in a while.


 

“Be decisive. Right or wrong, make a decision. The road of life is paved with flat squirrels that couldn’t make a decision.” – Anonymous

“We travel because we need to, because distance and difference are the secret tonic to creativity. When we get home, home is still the same, but something in our mind has changed, and that changes everything.” – Anonymous

“There is a kind of crying I hope you have not experienced, and it is not just crying about something terrible that has happened, but crying for all of the terrible things that have happened, not just to you but to everyone you know and to everyone you don’t know and even the people you don’t want to know. A crying that can not be diluted by a brave deed or a kind word, but only by someone holding you as your shoulders shake and your tears run down your face.” – Lemony Snicket

“Until we are ready, we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives.” – Lemony Snicket

“February is the shortest month of the year, so if you are having a miserable month, try to schedule it for February.” – Anonymous

“It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.” – Lemony Snicket

“There’s a history of heartbreak, Tucked in the creases of her eyes, A museum of the moments, That she’d watch just pass her by, And each tear that escaped her, Held the things she’d left unsaid, So the words she’d never spoken, Stained her dampened cheeks instead.” – e.h.

“I think there are two kinds of forgiveness, the kind that when you forgive you’re also giving then another chance, or the kind where you forgive, but move on without them. Use them both wisely.” – s.b.

“You told me that you had my back, And I thought that it was true, Now my shadow’s still behind me, But where on earth are you?” – e.h.

” ‘Love me slowly,’ she whispered, like the love I had for her, had limits. Like it could run out as easily as a grain of time. I could tell, by the sound of fear in her lungs, that she had a terrible past. The kind that no one talks about, the kind that remains bottled up inside of you, slowly and quietly, killing everything in your bones.” – Christopher Poindexter

“There is no statute of limitations on starting over. Re-invent yourself every day. Be the girl who walks barefoot and listens to the blues. Tomorrow, wear a trench coat and speak fierce truths. Be a phoenix. Be ashes. Burn down. Resurrect. Let go of the idea that you must always be who you have always been.” – unknown

“If we were meant to stay in one place, we’d have roots instead of feet.” he said. – Rachel Wolchin

“Le beau est toujours bizarre. (The beautiful is always bizzar.)” – Charles Baudelaire

“She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.” – unknown

Writing 201: Catch-up

Day 4: Imperfect, Limerick, Enjambment 

Imperfect is a word we all know,

the shame

makes our cheeks brightly

glow,

We do what we can to make it right again,

Absolute perfection we feign,

But underneath it, we know.

Day 5: Map, Ode, Metaphor

A map is made of lines

roads of all sizes and kinds.

They show you where you’ve been

and how to get back there again.

But maps are not always paper and ink,

they are other things too, I think.

Your hands are maps, full of lines,

they tell others how you spend your time.

Your eyes are guides as well,

the things you’ve seen, they tell.

So if you feel lost and alone,

and far from home you’ve flown,

Just know that maps will show you the way,

and guide you safely from the fray.

No matter how lost you think you are,

you can always find direction among the stars.

Weekend Poetry Potluck

I’ll be sharing with you one of my favorite poems I’ve discovered lately. Check my wednesday posts for more. 🙂

I am not very good

at a lot of things,

I cannot paint

you pictures

because the beautiful

things in my head

cannot be translated

nor can I sing to you,

as my voice has an

uncanny habit of

falling flat

nor can i play for you

as my fingers fumble

when my thoughts

cross over how

you look, watching me

but i can brush the

knots out of your hair,

and work the knots

out of your back

when your day

has become too

much to bear

i am not good at much,

but i will be good to you.

kpk

Day 6: Faces, Found Poetry, & Chaismus

I’m skipping this one for now and will try to come back to it later. My brain’s just drawing a blank on it right now.

Day 7: Neighborhood, Ballad, Assonance

A neighborhood is a thing, not just a place,

it’s somewhere to call home, a friendly space.

Some are different but that’s not always the case.

Just somewhere for you to know all the faces.

They’re full of friends and grace.

Somewhere to call home base.

Day 8: Flavor, Elegy, Enumeratio

They never told me that you couldn’t eat

whatever your wanted when your kidneys were beat.

No more peanuts, not even the butter,

“way too much phosphorus”, I mutter.

No more fried foods, no more dried beans,

Now all your eating has to be clean.

Limited liquid, no more salt,

No more dairy, lay off the malt.

No more bananas, no more guacamole.

Learning all this comes very slowly.

Day 9: Cold, Found Poetry, & Epistrophe/Anaphora

Cold

is like a

snowball, chasing

you across the yard. Cold is

like an icicle, dripping slowly down the

collar of your jacket. Cold is seeing your breath

on the window while you gaze at the world outside.

Cold is that first snow flake falling on the tip of

your nose. Cold is a shiver down your spine.

Day 10: Pleasure, Sonnet, Apostrophe

Music is such a pleasure to me.

It says things my words can’t.

Sometimes it makes me chant,

It makes my heart feel free.

Some days I go on a listening spree,

Sometimes my mood makes me slant,

and the music is like my rant.

Other days, I use it to flee.

 It fills my ears and makes me smile.

The pleasure comes from within.

Learning it is always worth your while.

It causes goosebumps all over your skin,

It doesn’t matter the style.

You’ll know as soon as it begins.

In Conclusion:

I’m not super happy with all of these but that’s ok I suppose. I’d love to hear your thoughts on anything. Thank you for dropping by, dear friends and neighbors.

Writing 201: Day 3 – Skin, Prose Poetry, Internal Rhyme

Alright everyone, welcome back to Day 3 of the Writing 201 class. The subject is “skin”, the style is “prose poetry”, and the added bones I guess? is “internal rhyme”. Let’s get on with it, shall we?

Are you comfortable with the skin you’re in?

Do you know it’s lines like I know mine?

Do you have freckles or scars?

Is it home to you, no matter what you do?

Are you ok with how it fits and all the odd bits?

You only get one.

It tells the story of everything you’ve ever done,

all your adventures and time in the sun.

Be kind to your skin, it knows where you’ve been.

That’s all for tonight folks. How do you feel about  your skin?

Writing 201: Day 2 – Gift, Acrostic, & Simile

Please please excuse my terrible poetry. I’m trying and just bear with me. But I certainly make no promises. The subject is “gift”, the style is “acrostic” (which is basically spelling something with the first or last letters of the lines of the poem), and the extra (I guess) is “simile” (comparing things that don’t normally get compared). I’d love to hear your thoughts. 🙂

The giving of a gift, is a special thing indeed,

Hope, as bright as a sunset, lights their eyes

Everyone wonders what it could be

Guided paper holds a surprise

Inside could be anything at all

Visibly beautiful, wrapped with a bow

I wonder what you got in the haul

Now sweat forms on your brown

Giving or getting, it’s all a good time.