Friday, December 23, 2011

The stakes are high, the water’s rough...

The stakes are high, the water's rough
But this love is ours
That is all I pulled from a song my daughter had playing on the radio last night…after a little investigation, I found out it some new song by Taylor Swift.  I looked at the lyrics and…I gotta say, it fits when you know the circumstances around us.

"Ours"

Elevator buttons and morning air
Strangers' silence makes me want to take the stairs
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
But right now my time is theirs

Seems like there's always someone who disapproves
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
The jury's out, my choice is you

So don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high, the water's rough
But this love is ours

You never know what people have up their sleeves
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me
Lurking in the shadows with their lip gloss smiles
But I don't care 'cause right now you're mine

And you'll say
Don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high, the water's rough
But this love is ours

And it's not theirs to speculate
If it's wrong and
Your hands are tough
But they are where mine belong and
I'll fight their doubt and give you faith
With this song for you

'Cause I love the gap between your teeth
And I love the riddles that you speak
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
'Cause my heart is yours

So don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
Don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
But they can't take what's ours
They can't take what's ours

The stakes are high, the water's rough
But this love is ours

BTW—Tripp doesn't have any tats…of this I am certain--after several full body inspections, I am very confident in that assessment.

Unless…

Oh God.

Unless he's like Damien in "The Omen" and he's got a number tattooed on his scalp, hidden by his hair.

That would explain a lot.

Just sayin'…

(and just teasing, of course…hi baby!!)

8 comments:

  1. Hi baby! No, there's no "666" tattoo on my head - LOL. I am wearing a devilish grin though thinking about you here though ;-)

    Wishing that we were "inspecting" each other thoroughly right now!!!

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  2. I don't believe you, so excuse me if I douse you in Holy Water next time. :-P

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  3. What's one more puddle? ROFLMAO

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  4. What's a little more hissing and spitting from you?? (well, spitting from cock, to be fair and not let anyone think I let you spit on me...)

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  5. BTW...when I do douse you, if your flesh starts to burn and you scream in agony (I'll know the difference between orgasm scream and agony scream, trust me)...I hate to say it, but should that happen, I might not be able to see you anymore...just sayin'..LOL!

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  6. You really need to worry if I yell "Ahhhhh! It burns! But I like it." ROFLMAO

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  7. Psssshttt...like I haven't heard THAT before??

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  8. You better check for any hidden tattoos if you hear that coming from me :-P Considering that I didn't combust on Christmas Eve in church though, I think that you're safeish - LOL. Except for the occasional nibble that is ;-)

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