The Wash - a.Rias
With curves intense, for all intents and purposes;
Effortlessly pocketing the sun's admiration on all of her surfaces.
She warms at the core, her reflection is sizzling;
Her essence emanating from her form with eaaaaase, melting.
Engineered apparatus; Smooth in her synthesis.
Trap me in your freedom, I'm wrapped up, like Christmas.
Wisps whip from lip to tip in ways only experience knows;
Step by step, seducing every inch of the ground with her toes.
Seen at every angle, at every glance, three-sixty, her objects are closer than they appear.
Owning her path because she's with me, but to our destination, she prefers that I steer.
The shine is bright whether day or night;
You won't miss an inch, every bit is tight.
Confused, get lost, make moves to catch up, you're surpassed;
Or forget you're moving forward because you keep looking back.
This effect on a man is crystal clear both near and far.
Haven't seen it? Just look at his face when he's washing his Car.
The Wash.
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a.Rias
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Monday, July 20, 2009
Good Grades=Entrepreneur or Good Employee?
Are "good" grades an indicator of self-employment?
http://boss.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/07/20/do-good-students-become-entrepreneurs/
Any thoughts?
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a.Rias
http://boss.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/07/20/do-good-students-become-entrepreneurs/
Any thoughts?
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a.Rias
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
I'll Be Back
I'll Be Back
Unleaded, delivered;
Transmission, is different;
Mission, unending, open-ended, long-winded.
The road, I'm on it;
I own it, components, to focus;
I'm on it, I'm off it, I'll take it, I'm going.
Exhaust, is toxic;
Maneuvers, aerobic;
Parallels, mock it, impedes, allergic.
Reflection, I'm here;
Rear-view, not there;
Side-view, is closer than objects appears.
I'll be back, where I grew, where I grow, that will steer.
I'll be back, notched year to year, where I've gone, will still be here.
Why I left is why I'm back, the gift of growth is right on track;
With why I leap and how I fly, so now I'm back to why, am I;
Switching gears, its easy to, maintain the move, adapt and move.
Windshield protected, the spaceship perfected;
The tune up, life's tool box;
Ignition, persistence, Equipped with vision;
The blueprint, I thank her, I'll be back, my Anchor.
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a.Rias
Unleaded, delivered;
Transmission, is different;
Mission, unending, open-ended, long-winded.
The road, I'm on it;
I own it, components, to focus;
I'm on it, I'm off it, I'll take it, I'm going.
Exhaust, is toxic;
Maneuvers, aerobic;
Parallels, mock it, impedes, allergic.
Reflection, I'm here;
Rear-view, not there;
Side-view, is closer than objects appears.
I'll be back, where I grew, where I grow, that will steer.
I'll be back, notched year to year, where I've gone, will still be here.
Why I left is why I'm back, the gift of growth is right on track;
With why I leap and how I fly, so now I'm back to why, am I;
Switching gears, its easy to, maintain the move, adapt and move.
Windshield protected, the spaceship perfected;
The tune up, life's tool box;
Ignition, persistence, Equipped with vision;
The blueprint, I thank her, I'll be back, my Anchor.
--
a.Rias
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