the power of wind

I swear on beefsteak and gravy it hit me like a swift punch in the gut when I first saw her standing there. She had all the ear-makings of an Angel. A woman who I could even see myself down on my knees worshiping the grounds that she walked-on.

But then it was as if cupid’s arrow had found its mark, because I started feeling a bit queasy as sharp piercing pains began gouging thru my heart like a hot poker. Then there was this rumbling I felt deep down in the pit of my stomach, and in a sense to me, this was an invitation of love that I felt was speaking directly to me; telling me all about how I was feeling towards this woman.

And just when I caught sight of her lovely brown eyes, and her eyes looked deeply into mines, that’s when my heart really began burning with an insatiable desire to tell her that this was true love and that I hoped we were both feeling the same way. As I was now convinced that I had finally found my one and only true love; the only woman whom I felt was capable of embracing these same feelings of love, but once I farted that’s when I realized that it was all just a simple case of indigestion.