When fans become friends.
Hi everyone!
It’s late but it is still Sunday and we’ve had a lovely one. We hope you have to.
To make it even lovelier, we’ve still blogged. We hope you like them.
We’ll be here next Sunday - like it or not - with: Green pants.
No, really. Sorry.
Anyway, see you then!
Alexandra & Nico|Nico & Alexandra
ALEXANDRA
A poem. Ahem:
Every August, we meet again.
I say ‘hi’ and you dodge my eye
As you move away, from side to side.
It’s not that we’re not friends in July or June.
It’s just that I need you more when the sun is higher
When you’re blowing in my face, putting out the fire.
Speaking of, I hang with him in December.
I mean the fire.
You’re never not welcome though, we just don’t need you then.
We wrap up warm and we drink hot drinks and we throw things at anyone thinking of turning you on.
It’s important you keep it together.
Ready for action, for when you’ll be needed which,
You will be.
Who knows? It might be a warmer May than some others.
It’s true, I have seen you often as an implement, a tool and a thing I need, not want.
But not now.
I’ve moved to a flat that is hot, hawt and sometimes even hott.
We need you
Always, forever and a day.
You are our friend, more than a fan.
But a friend and we
Thank. You.
NICO
It is then suitable to ask them for cash
What are friends for right?
