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Saturday, July 6, 2013

love story (of wine and roses)

i love you i love you like i never
loved before love is all verses in bloom
banging hard the walls of time oblivious 
and blinding the sensical redolence
of flesh on flesh flood waters colored
with reflections expectantly sudden
of neon lights flushing indistinct 
the dregs of time in crevices where brews 
the seed of jets to a finish in or out of
love and gain flesh and pain fire and rain

when passion smolders bare in the hay

and sheets flame up to cover burned out
remains of wanton thirst i don’t ask you
to scratch my back i just reach where i can

"...and everybody says i don't care

  i'm just trying to remember the days..."

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