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On the outside looking in...

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I'm immersed with the thought of poking her.

it's back.
the passion I thought I lost.
now re-awakened once again in my soul.
reading the bets, i see my opponent stutter while betting.
recall kicks in! i read the body language.
looks like he betting with a big hand.
my opponent has a look of how much should he bet?
he counts his chips slowly. but the bet is small = "he wants me to call that!."
I pause and think for a sec.
"is it a FUCKING TRAP?"
I read the flop,
I have no outs,
no cards to beat my opponent's hand anyway.
I fold.
"you can't lose what you don't put in.....
but you can't win either."
next hand is dealt and I'm deciding to raise.
"take the RISK!" my intuition is telling me.
"BET, BET STRONG! and BET with BELIEF!"
never doubt yourself.
great players can smell fear with the bets.
i'm visiting the nation of domination,
and after 3 hands, victory is mine.
enter the rematch.
lady luck greets me with a wave and a beautiful smile to match.
I ask her to dance and she accepts.
Back to back wins.
I leave for home happy and still wondering will I ever see her again?
Time can only tell.
The moment is mine to keep and share.
Knowing forever, I just can't deny it anymore.
It's meant to be.
Yet how a tangled web we weave...
I've missed you.

  1. Blogger Vim Vimma | 9:58 p.m., February 23, 2006 |  

    Hmph! I'm smoother and more powerful than you are, busterooni.

  2. Blogger Vim Vimma | 4:18 p.m., February 25, 2006 |  

    Damn you, Jay. This tracking dealie is ADDICTIVE! I don't even know what the heck I'm reading, I just feel nerdy and powerful!

  3. Blogger jayblazin' | 8:16 a.m., February 26, 2006 |  

    first things first. you wouldn't know what "smooth" is even if a baby's bottom landed on your face. secondly, you also feel nerdy and powerful by just holding a pencil so I'm not impressed.

    remind me to clap for you when I actually give a flying fuck. thank you... (bahahhahahahahahahha!)

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