Sunday, April 27, 2014

Poetry About The Beautiful Smiles Of Lovers! II

The global-class HSR, which doesn’t play that half-stepping stuff, IS MORE LASER FOCUSED THAN THOSE STEELY GUYS OOGLING A SASHAYING BIKINI-CLAD SUPERBEAUTY ON THE BEACHES OF RIO, so your “now that you’ve caught up to me—what are you going to do with me” smile can throw off the covers, get up, and go forge some history today!



Holding your moist hand

While slow unbalanced pacing along

The soft curving sands

Of the pink-colored beach

I close my eyes

And inhale deeply

To intoxicate myself

With the scents

Of your perfume and body

And the sensual salty sea…

It makes the

Love inside of me dizzy

I open my eyes

And catch you meditating

Just like me

Your relaxed mouth

Gives me a gift

Of a slow growing

Smile that ultimately

Spans and shines

More than before

We sit and stretch

On two lounge chairs

By the small ocean waves

Which seem to desperately desire

To repeatedly

Reach out to touch us

And make us

Therapeutically and

Wonderfully wet…

I hang one of my feet

Off of the chair

And into the lapping water

That has a sugary temperature

That can’t be felt

I give informed consent

To that liquid

To make comfortable

Forever memories

Of these beautiful moments…

I catch the

White clouds that are

Tall, expansive and droplet rich

Red handedly

Playing hide and seek

With the sun

Which seems to be

Turning over

And yawning and stretching

And getting ready to

Take its time

Slowly

Immersing itself

By taking a cool dip 

Behind

The secret distant horizon…



TO BE CONTINUED...


May you have many…man, it’s so good to be alive on this sweet sunny day, I just don’t know what to do with myself—but I’ll figure something out!...love is so necessary, that I sometimes feel “so unnecessary!”…I’m taking one easy step at a time and one easy breath at a time, so I can feel the numbing and bumping pulse of Nature, as I rise above!…smiles! 

Sunday, April 20, 2014

The Last Secret Baby Tooth! Part 1.

The HSR is WARNING YOU—TO NOT TASTE THAT SUSPICIOUS PORRIDGE BUBBLING IN THAT STIRRING BLACK CAULDRON, because your “sweet, innocent, angelic, and uncontaminated” smile doesn’t need to go through that unnecessary and painful metamorphic transformation!



Today started out as any other ordinary day in the neighborhood dental clinic: some of the morning employees would sign in and meet at the coffee machine for some water cooler talk, while others put away their personal belongings in their lockers before starting work.

Soon, we started seating the first patients gathered in the waiting room and processed them for treatment.

Everything seemed to proceed along normally with my first patient, whom I have never treated before. He was a regular-looking six-year-old boy, but with bright, almost-see-through-me eyes.  

After exchanging a respectful “Hello,” he sat in the chair and dutifully opened wide, offering no resistance.

He needed a baby tooth out in the bottom front area of the mouth, the first one to be lost.

Upon examination, the tooth, which was just an old, short remnant of its former self, could bend far over with a finger touch, but it just would not come out at home. That’s what brought them here. After documenting consent, I placed the usual numbing jelly in the area and around the tooth.

Everything so far went according to plan. After exchanging short words with the caregiver, I prepared myself, forceps in hand, to take out this primary tooth that had caused so many disruptions in their lives.

I could tell that the elderly woman wasn’t the child’s mother. There was something quite unusual about these two, adult and child, but I just couldn’t figure out what it was right then.  However, it didn’t warrant any changes in the treatment.

I reached carefully into the mouth with the extraction forceps, taking no chance that it wouldn’t come out on the first try. I decided to hold on and will this tooth out.

I held the tooth within the forceps, and squeezed the forceps’ handles together, ever so slightly and…

You’ll never guess what happened next…

The baby tooth flew from the mouth area with great speed, so fast that I lost track of its trajectory. I sensed, however, that it went in the direction of the foot end of the dental chair.

Now don’t get me wrong, but I take out baby teeth all the time with no problems. I always recover the tooth, well, except for this one time right here.

I made a valiant attempt to find it, giving a close examination to the floor, and looking among the folds of the chair cover.  

In the end, I apologized for losing track of it, and promised to set it aside in the event that I find it in the future.

The caregiver, who also had intensely piercing eyes, profusely thanked me for removing it, but she stood up and pointedly warned me, “Please don’t go looking for that thing! The world needs to be rid of it! His mouth is no longer burdened anymore by its secrets. If you even start to go looking for it, you may be forced to make some very hard decisions about your life…soon.”

“That stub of a tooth possesses unmentionable forces that must not be touched by those proven powerful, but only by a plain, uninitiated man, to unlock its unstoppable power. If you go searching for it, you will be suddenly swept into a new world. You will come back totally changed, if you come back at all! Yours will be a journey unparalleled!”

I perked, "Whoa!" and gave one more quick glance at the floor.

When I turned my head back around to see them again to say bye, they had silently disappeared!...

…Poof!...

Just like in the scary movies!

Well, it was almost break time, so I started to get up and leave the treatment room, but something told me to give a quick look back under the side of the chair one more time.

I then bent over to see under the foot end of the chair one last time. And when I did…I saw some thing…

It was twinkling and shiny. I reached out my hand to touch it…and…

Then I felt the room spinning around me!

It felt like I was fainting…or being pulled into something!

That’s when many pretty colors started swirling around me…

I should have obeyed the warning words of that woman, “Don’t do it, or you will be swept away!”

Now, I must pay dearly for my curious meddling!...


TO BE CONTINUED…


May you have many…I do want my vivid dreams to transport me to amazing and far-away places, but I also want to come back and wake up on time!...if my doctor orders medicine for me, I want it to be chocolate bars and smoothies!...only disturb the matter of the matrix if you are ready and willing to face the resulting unpredictable backsplashes!…smiles!

Sunday, April 13, 2014

She Was The Best-Looking Woman In The Whole Night Club…Until She…

-YOU DON’T SEE ME KICKING, SLOBBERING, AND CRYING LIKE BABY, because your “best and brightest of the whole hour-long dramatic comedy show“ smile is HSR’s federal-reserve-backed, extremely top-secret, and covertly-coveted fiduciary responsibility!-









…opened her mouth!

And it wasn’t what she said, or even how she spoke…

…it was more about the lacking, and, maybe even off-putting, physical condition of her sorely-in-need-of-rehab smile.

So that's why she always showed a closed-lip smile.

She was otherwise decked out to the max in the finest designer apparel.

She was thick and thin in all of the right places!

The hair, the make up, the earrings, and the shoes, oh, yes, those to-die-for, fantastic, straight-out-of-Elle-magazine, high-class, high heels!

She had all of the attention from the guys, gals, and even the gays!

But, her unsatisfactory teeth made her mouth an unmitigatedly-toxic, anti-magnetic disaster!

She urgently needs to call 1-800-DENTIST, or get a referral to one of many thousands of competent dentists, or from friends or family members, so her smile can compliment, not complicate, the preferred branding image that she is trying to project.

She may want to save a little money for treatment, or use her insurance benefits, and maybe even get over her fright of dentists, and then, sit for, and get, a smile that is worthy of matching the beautifulness of the rest of her.

Oh, and, by the way, the same hypothetical…applies to guys in the club!


May you have many…it’s really what’s inside that counts, but what’s outside matters a lot, too…take a look deep into my eyes, and not into my mouth...okay, so I’m not perfect—heck—nobody is!...smiles!

Sunday, April 6, 2014

My Boyfriend Just Got His Braces Off…And Now Lots of Gorgeous Women Are Shamelessly Hitting On Him—Right In Front Of Me! Part 1.

 -HSR is PLUSH BATHROBE LOUNGIN’, BIG WINDOW-TELESCOPIN’, AND END-TO-END THOROUGHLY FACT AND FANTASY CHECKIN’ your “panoramic penthouse views of the city’s blinking nightlights” smile!-



First of all, hats off to the importance of Dentistry, and its deserved status as a big, indispensible member of a fantastic facial makeover team.

What you and your dentist work on and smooth out…that… is what you get!

Besides attractiveness, a smile also comments on the strength, class, and more, of the person to whom it is attached.

Your boyfriend’s new and marvelous mouth further potentiates his existing facial status.

He’s more of a pretty boy now. The price of his stock has just shot up!

And the ladies are swooning heavily as they longingly gaze for him and his attention.

They want to be in his arms, in his thoughts, and in his dreams!

Well, if you two are so together, a good PDA, every now and then, may help others get the message and make them keep their distances.

But, you shouldn’t have a problem, especially if he faithfully loves what you are and have, on the inside and out!

By the way, where are you, with all of these hot, catty, high-heeled, short-skirted, and shamelessly thirsty women two-step prancing all around almost in unison?

If you want your man to pay more attention to you, quickly exit stage left, to a better place where you can be his glorious center of attention, and center of action!

Then you can enjoy the view from upon your pedestal, which he loves to praise!


May you have many…today is an extremely good day to be alive, and to be in good shape!...people are getting down, at the partee, but move yourself on, cause he’s with me!...mine eyes have seen the complete glory of loveliness in my life!…smiles!