Love and misdemeanors



[SEE UPDATE BELOW] What a cool stencil from some charmer named "mehs," posted on my favorite anarcho-arty site, Stencil Revolution. The text reads:

A knife to cut this stencil,
A knife to make this art,
But no knife has been created,
That can cut you from my heart,
And unlike this fickle paint,
Which will soon be gone and buffed,
Time will never fade away,
The beauty of our love,
Now every night before I sleep,
I'll be on my knees to pray,
That God will keep you next to me,
Until our dying days,
So take my hand and take my heart,
And keep your eyes on Christ,
And let me ask the question,
April....
Will you be my wife?

Thought this would be a nice way to propose to my girlfriend... Did it Christmas night and gave her a spray can wrapped up as a present just before I showed her. The freehand grafitti "tick" is her first work. heheh... Hopefully not the last...

Some people call me the space cowboy.
Some call me the gangster of love.
Some people call me Maurice,
Cause I speak of the Pompatus of love.
--Steve Miller

[UPDATE] Judging from the comments posted to this, you guys are big softies but, hey, this guy ain't me. My head is much pointier, my spelling much worse and I wouldn't be caught dead wearing a white tie with a black shirt AND those shoes.]