she’s
a waitress at a business conference she seemed so huge. an intuitive mind deep
sensuality while adoring sexual activity. I couldn’t if I would such a tight
dress – arms reaching minds blown too serious with a Coach bag. some seas
between us so naïve as a model as talking life on a guitar. so much pain so
much love such a demigod. those travels to arrive while a naked woman is a
cherished woman. more than a waitress more than I might keep while I spoke
about marriage. so ocean sick such an odor I was wired for pain. to praise like
crystals to chandelier like witness asking how it was – in those aches such a
crevice to bleed like it was illegal. listening to Lana Del Rey seated in olden
days, to wonder why she holds to that. so lovely so different a mulatto is
allowed to love a white woman. some faux pas some blessing while fidelity is
not an issue. maybe it probes maybe it laughs summer was wonderful. my malady
my craving my addiction. a liquor man a country club walkaway while a birthday
is looming. so gifted she dines with elegance at her charm. or drunk such a
different person with a line is waiting. so salacious, a few big words, as
incredible, non-innocuous, an afflatus, a white heart, a new name, would you
laugh for me? jute holds us or timbre colors us while so wild heaven has
rejected us – as a White House or a beach hut such waves tossing, or diminishing,
or chuckling in Poseidon’s saliva. let me love pain let me die early if but to
extract sweet wiles. a bleeding loser a fool for a waitress while business
remains difficult. some small town where we got away if but to meet ten years
too late. so fun so damaged while we both have had too many in sin. a bold bitter
banishment. held close one child. so lost in serenity. a drunk couple getting
fried while never to hold for life our demigods.
