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By Rhetoric Date: 2002 Jan 16 Comment on this Work [[2002.01.16.14.54.1601]] |
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Lying on my back, looking at silver balloons; how shiny your smile was that day. You told me stories while we took goofy pictures - all beneath the silvery mylar floating about. I wonder what Mr. Warhol was thinking when he invented this magical room. Do you think he knew that two strangers would or even could dream up a remarkable love such as this? I like to think that he found himself below those very same balloons and saw the stars in his lover's eyes. Until we part, I will always remember you and me rolling around, gazing with wonder at those silver pillows in the air. Andy Warhol's secret garden is still the place to go for love. |