Daring Temptations Tease The Senses...

My mind often flees from me, and I must use such pretty words to get it to return again. Here is nothing but dancing thoughts, and a swirling reality. Please do not mar with babbling tongues, or gossip. It will be removed, and I will hate you a lot. Thanks for understanding.

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I adore false realities, and linger in them often. I own glasses, and dawn them now and again, but am often vain and cling to my contacts. California is my true love, for it is my home. The ocean and the stage are my joys. Corn fields make me cry. As do pigs. All the men I swoon over are either dead or gay.

Monday, February 21, 2011

MidNight Revelation

Hello to my Green eyed midnight revelation. You twisted time and the sheets, we didn't even see morning coming.
Dawn over took the sleepless hours like a train car passing, without a care, whistling away into the skin-tender memories of hours before.

You, all tall tension, are wearing trouble like the latest fashion.
Decked out in bewares, cautions, and smoldering smiles with a wink and a come hither stare.

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