Nate's Journal

Thursday, February 26, 2004

6:39PM - poems for Jennifer

But wait! What light is coming from that window? It is the eastern light and Jennifer is the sun. Rise up, beautiful sun, and make the jealous moon invisible.

But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Jennifer is the sun.

This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath,
May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.

How silver-sweet sound lovers’ tongues by night,
Like softest music to attending ears!

Her beauty makes
This vault a feasting presence full of light.

They may seize
On the white wonder of dear Jennifer’s hand
And steal immortal blessing from her lips,
Who, even in pure and vestal modesty,
Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin.

O Jennifer, Jennifer! wherefore art thou Jennifer?

See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!

Current mood: Boozed ^
Current music: Johnny Cash - Hurt
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Friday, January 2, 2004


Name: Nate
From: PA
Occupation: Mechanic, Auto detailer
Hobbies: fixing up old cars, racing cars, off roading, working, hunting, fishing, playing golf, playing softball, playing guitar, writing songs, golfing, and enjoying straub.
Favorite Sports Teams: Pirates, Steelers, Sterling Marlin, Bill Elliot, Mark Martin, Boris Said, Ron Fellows, Dale Earhardt (Rest In Peace), and Penguins.

my beautiful one Jennifer, my beautiful one.
Roses are red violets are blue Jennifers is sweet, and beautiful too.

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drunk, buzzed, wasted, whatever its called

<3 Jennifer Love Hewitt = Fuckin' hot

Current mood: drunk
Current music: Nickleback - Someday
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