tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83359417831989006062009-11-05T18:05:06.247-08:00Welcome to my very first blog, Hello out there ;-) My name is Yasmeen Christian and I am an Author of Children's Books. <br><br> Contact: YasmeenChristian@Gmail.ComYasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-1799903574887785412009-06-16T11:52:00.000-07:002009-06-16T11:53:31.645-07:00Tupac Shakur- June 16, 1971- Forever<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-179990357488778541?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-56339523454488619452009-06-15T10:57:00.000-07:002009-06-15T10:58:51.240-07:00the sun is kissing me<br />today<br />i need and love the attention.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-5633952345448861945?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-48433547132594481142009-06-07T20:27:00.001-07:002009-06-07T20:42:51.363-07:00Today<br />I bought a just thinking about you because you're special card<br />For<br />Myself<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-4843354713259448114?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-62461006379332494372009-06-03T13:32:00.000-07:002009-06-03T13:33:23.132-07:00Do you write letters?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-6246100637933249437?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-48829080262681595392009-06-01T15:21:00.000-07:002009-06-01T15:22:36.734-07:00Please<br />Send me flowers<br />I am so sad<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-4882908026268159539?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-61777856464046105682009-05-29T15:43:00.000-07:002009-05-29T21:32:26.186-07:00I dressed my bed<br />In warm sheets<br />A smooth comforter<br />Supporting and massaging pillows...<br /><br />And I missed you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-6177785646404610568?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-45514445868727080822009-05-20T18:39:00.000-07:002009-05-20T19:17:05.744-07:00<p align="right">Natalee!<a title="The Entry by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/3549803086/"><img height="180" alt="The Entry" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/3549803086_47bd3e1020_m.jpg" width="240" /></a></p><p align="right"><br /></p><p align="left"><img height="312" alt="In" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3626/3549013457_07372afd24.jpg" width="500" />I am going IN.</p><p align="right"><br /></p><p align="center"><a title="Water by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/3546852748/"><img height="180" alt="Water" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3329/3546852748_b1e0c25b79_m.jpg" width="240" /></a></p><p align="center">I should drink this.<br /><br /></p><p align="left"><a title="Plants by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/3546852752/"><img height="180" alt="Plants" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3564/3546852752_205792c2e2_m.jpg" width="240" /></a>Pretty Plants</p><p align="center"><br /><br /></p><p align="left"><a title="Yes by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/3549020589/"><img height="375" alt="Yes" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3352/3549020589_b666439bcb.jpg" width="500" /></a></p><p align="left">I am drinking this.<br /><br /><a title="Where the food? by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/3546923158/"><img height="145" alt="Where the food?" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2142/3546923158_4eb3ebe123_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> Where is my food?<br /><br /><a title="Here it comes by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/3549803070/"><img height="180" alt="Here it comes" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2464/3549803070_a9a4fbd91b_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> Yay!<br /><br /></p><p align="right">Delicious. What is it???<a title="Yes I Know by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/3549803056/"><img height="180" alt="Yes I Know" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3551/3549803056_e9f33a034e_m.jpg" width="240" /></a></p><p align="left"><br /><br /><a title="Mines by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/3549803078/"><img height="180" alt="Mines" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2449/3549803078_7a7cd7945c_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> Pad Thai<br /><br /><a title="Done by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/3549833344/"><img height="180" alt="Done" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2476/3549833344_035a709889_m.jpg" width="240" /></a> Done.<br /><br /><a title="The street by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/3550525504/"><img height="239" alt="The street" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2470/3550525504_14da96b11d.jpg" width="500" /></a> </p><p align="left">On my way home.<br /><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-4551444586872708082?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-6317247142428288042009-02-20T12:19:00.000-08:002009-02-20T12:20:06.312-08:00<a href="http://yhst-82566723751821.stores.yahoo.net/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3545/3295985616_083ac26cab.jpg" width="500" height="307" alt="Bannerlove" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-631724714242828804?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-18776387225579451802009-02-18T09:11:00.000-08:002009-02-18T10:05:04.929-08:00You leave<br />Fingernail scratches to<br />Form soft<br />Creases<br />In my heart, while<br />I remember you by beige candle<br />Light<br />Moving away in<br />Waves of silken kisses and blows that<br />Bruise, then are left<br />Like the single earring<br />Which<br />Always<br />Disappears<br />It is only your last smile decorating my<br />Neck<br />Ever after<br />You leave<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-1877638722557945180?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-80886212654536747792009-01-24T16:19:00.000-08:002009-01-24T16:22:39.528-08:00sometimes<br />i want you<br />to stand<br />in front of me<br />with a piece of your heart<br />on the outside of your shirt<br />so that i can<br />run my fingers over<br />its fleshiness<br />and absorb into my eyes<br />its beauty and sadness<br /><br /><br /> for Amin<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-8088621265453674779?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-48737397287871438292009-01-06T10:58:00.000-08:002009-01-06T11:00:24.760-08:00please<br />don't speak<br />my head hurts<br />let me<br />slip under your loving gaze<br />let me<br />sleep<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-4873739728787143829?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-25192408012528050382008-12-09T11:23:00.000-08:002008-12-09T11:27:59.556-08:00have the biggest crush<br />on you<br />be infatuated<br />with you<br />like to<br />love you<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-2519240801252805038?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-52692832004681968352008-11-26T17:21:00.000-08:002008-11-27T09:10:56.903-08:00I am on the unseen side of the sun and<em> </em>I have been building from my dreams' design.<br />Miss you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-5269283200468196835?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-46519000071013807602008-11-19T07:57:00.000-08:002008-11-19T07:59:58.949-08:00I am leaving<br />On tomorrow<br />I am going away and getting lost<br />Do not call<br />For me<br />I will be<br />Gone<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-4651900007101380760?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-64052622017830028202008-11-11T22:26:00.000-08:002008-11-11T22:29:02.058-08:00I climbed<br />A short ladder<br />A long staircase<br />A mountain<br />To get here<br />Now I am<br />So High<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-6405262201783002820?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-81442292068868311542008-11-05T08:17:00.000-08:002008-11-05T08:30:23.535-08:00Barack Obama was elected President of the United States of America on November 4, 2008.<br />Let's CELEBRATE and WORK!!!<br /><br />Barack Hussein Obama- First African-American President of the United States of America<br /> 44th President of the United States of America<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-8144229206886831154?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-39973597321192966902008-11-04T09:17:00.001-08:002008-11-04T09:17:57.562-08:00VOTE!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-3997359732119296690?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-63595008180789914122008-10-27T13:08:00.000-07:002008-10-27T13:13:09.829-07:00It is deep<br />In the night<br />When we lie<br />In bed<br />Back to Back with<br />Different views<br />In quiet quarreling<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-6359500818078991412?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-5647989438232323202008-10-21T12:12:00.000-07:002008-10-21T12:19:00.084-07:00the grass is brown-green<br />the air is stinging cold<br />the sun's smile is narrowed<br />my flowers are sad<br /><br />fall has fallen<br />hard on my shoulders<br />on these days<br />i am too lazy<br />i won't pick up flowers<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-564798943823232320?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-69587653867126154922008-10-07T18:50:00.000-07:002008-10-07T22:07:20.056-07:00<a title="Rhyon by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2922662871/"><img height="109" alt="Rhyon" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3099/2922662871_c3b94d75b4_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br />The Exterior<br /><br /><a title="Thinking by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2922269666/"><img height="375" alt="Thinking" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3211/2922269666_a4fee6639c.jpg" width="500" /></a><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)">Entering</span><br /><br /><a title="Me &amp; Rhyon and her new Car ;-) by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2922363552/"><img height="375" alt="Me &amp; Rhyon and her new Car ;-)" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3232/2922363552_313a2131a3.jpg" width="500" /></a><br /><a href="http://community.abcfamily.go.com/watch/lincoln-heights/day-tomorrow-deleted-scenes-clip-1">Rhyon</a> (The B-Day Gurl)<br /><br /><a title="The Gifts by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2921422435/"><img height="180" alt="The Gifts" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3244/2921422435_e47ccd07a5_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)">The Gifts</span><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a title="Teens @ Work by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2922271054/"><img height="180" alt="Teens @ Work" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3246/2922271054_091a599466_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)">Self-Explanatory</span><br /></div><br /><a title="They were not dancing by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2922276364/"><img height="375" alt="They were not dancing" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3068/2922276364_b6282ac595.jpg" width="500" /></a><br />But they weren't dancing<br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><a title="The Food by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2921430513/"><img height="240" alt="The Food" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3240/2921430513_42d227c040_m.jpg" width="180" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)">California Rolls</span><br /></div><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"><br /><br /><br /><a title="Me &amp; My Uncle Randy by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2921431339/"><img height="180" alt="Me &amp; My Uncle Randy" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2003/2921431339_9b51afbfdb_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br />Uncle Randy</span><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><a title="My Boyz by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2921429237/"><img height="180" alt="My Boyz" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3097/2921429237_881f682049_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br />With Cousins Jordan and Aaryn</div><br /><a title="Stay Out! by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2921422613/"><img height="180" alt="Stay Out!" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3167/2921422613_305a89abf4_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br />Stay Out<br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><a title="Rhyon by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2921422053/"><img height="180" alt="Rhyon" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3085/2921422053_a5c3ce9bb9_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)">Rhyon was happy</span><br /></div><img height="375" alt="Me &amp; My Cousin" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3011/2922277432_dafd709a0d.jpg" width="500" /><br />With Cousin RaVaughn<br /><a title="Red Velvet by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2921423841/"><img height="180" alt="Red Velvet" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3289/2921423841_c9a179029c_m.jpg" width="240" /></a><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"><br />Red Velvet (Cake that is)</span><br /><br /><a title="CupCakes by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2922268158/"><img height="500" alt="CupCakes" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3205/2922268158_769a567e12.jpg" width="375" /></a><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)">The CupCakes >_<</span> <div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><a title="Don't eat The CupCakes! by Yasmeen Christian, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23818139@N08/2921421017/"><img height="180" alt="Don't eat The CupCakes!" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3142/2921421017_18678d8932_m.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">The Warning</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-6958765386712615492?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-22142589190753812442008-09-30T07:51:00.000-07:002008-09-30T12:51:51.048-07:00Saturday<br />I can sit<br />With you<br />Alongside<br />The Platinum stream under a Golden sun<br /><br />All morning <br />I can walk<br />With you<br />Through meadows<br />Constantly counting<br />Toe rings of <br />Sparkling emerald grass<br />One <br />By <br />One<br /><br />I can pass<br />The afternoun hours<br />With you<br />Eating my candy kisses and caramel popcorn and<br />Placing your hand on my thigh<br />At the movie about<br />Melancholy love<br />I can cry<br /><br />Saturday night<br />As reality becomes invisible<br />By inches and miles of fantasy <br />Dance on your lap<br />I can see through closed eyes<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-2214258919075381244?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-45944378499178053312008-09-23T10:04:00.000-07:002008-09-23T10:07:42.249-07:00I couldn't go to school.<br /><br />I had heartburn and heartache.<br /><br />I'd over-ate and over-loved.<br /><br />I couldn't learn.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-4594437849917805331?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-17437432713995892412008-09-17T23:00:00.001-07:002008-09-17T23:00:09.433-07:00<table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"><tr><td height="1"><embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/acollage/L/8_3/45mr69_692789c3ee1d84pqv01a69" width="203" height="232" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"></embed></td></tr><tr><td height="1" align="center"><a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" target="_blank" title="MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition"><u>http://www.myheritage.com/collage</u></a></td></tr></table><p><a href="http://www.myheritage.com" >MyHeritage</a>: <a href="http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage" >Celebrity Collage</a> - <a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/geneology" >Geneology </a> - <a href="http://www.myheritage.com/page/free-genealogy" >Free genealogy</a><img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.10NXC/bHQ9MTIyMTcxODU5NjE3NCZwdD*xMjIxNzE4NjI4Nzk1JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Y29sbGFnZSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*yJnQ9Jm89ZTEyNWJmYzVjM2QxNDZmNThjNDYxYjBhOTEyZDMwZWM=.gif" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-1743743271399589241?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-26799566124787967492008-09-15T14:59:00.000-07:002008-09-15T15:01:46.181-07:00(me)<br />with crossed legs<br />a between-beats heart and cloudy eyes<br />will watch<br />(him)<br />coming and going<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-2679956612478796749?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8335941783198900606.post-4538700924329437092008-09-01T22:34:00.000-07:002008-09-16T14:07:18.126-07:00Pretty drunk girl<br />with the dancing feet<br />is on the floor with gazelles<br />graceful and free<br /><br />Pretty drunk girl<br />with the singing heart<br />is in the corner<br />with strangled cello voices and piano c(h)ords<br />barely breathing a part<br /><br />Pretty drunk girl<br />with the stuffed-looking lips<br />is against the wall<br />a flower <br />in a pale thin slip<br /><br />Pretty drunk girl<br />with the famished ears<br />is rising from a chair<br />transporting through<br />still air<br /><br />Pretty drunk girl<br />with the frozen eyes<br />is in the skies<br />with powdered blue doves<br />and hushed cries<br /><br />The pretty drunk girl<br />with the frozen eyes <br />lived to party <br />and <br />loved to die.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8335941783198900606-453870092432943709?l=yasmeenchristian.blogspot.com'/></div>Yasmeen Christianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864206184670134155noreply@blogger.com12