it's the ironic & controversial rhapsody of an ambiguous bert

a posture that has become rather familiar to me now - your elbows propped against the railing and you shift your weight forward, your head held low as you nonchalantly look to your left and right, to the casual passer-by it would seemed as though you were randomly surveying your surroundings, then you would look up and when our eyes meet, your face would break into the most charming and dazzling smile ever, a smile which I like to think that (or at least pretend) you flash only for me. oh ya how can I forget the green tea, always the bottle of green tea.

posted by bert @ 9:42 PM