Saturday, July 23, 2011

Riding Around the Thundercircle

I have been feeling
frivolous and foolish.
Subjective confounded by your
somatic,
you have been around my mind
more than I can count.
Bear lips
without lipstick,
devil's pink pedicure,
rare silhouette more than
romantic.
A mere thought of you makes
the white part of my eyeball
illuminate.
I know you can not be found
by looking, can not help
but to keep the hope running.
Rapid thunder carousel,
fire waltz,
faster pace at all than
favourite worst nightmare.
Promise to meet me there after sunset and sunrise,
I will be there waiting.
Voluptuous and dangerous
have very different tune
and you are in both, very temptatious.
I know I should not have
came too strong to drive you away.
Do not be turned off too quickly,
I will turn the blindfolds if the sun is in your eyes, girl.
I do not like to repeat, but at you
I would repeat 'I want you' over and again
from sun down until the moon is
through.




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