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By Irongirl Submitted by Irongirl Date: 2004 May 09 Comment on this Work [[2004.05.09.02.56.17183]] |
| Orange glow off the silver streak of metal. Basilica, smooth and slow down my throat. The world is spinning out of control according to the old Ham radio. A change of pace. A sudden burst of energy. Meringue through the silk scarves in life. Hot night in the city. Rio holds the promise of exotic men, while Paris beckons me from the tabletop. A mojito or a French 75, which do you choose when your love is in neither? Seems he hasn't settled on a physical home yet as his spirit moves from man to man. To capture him as if to bottle a genie! Only to find him yearning to escape and move on. What have I gained in that? Slide into a new realm of experience for what it's worth. |