Posted by Jai Narayan on March 6, 2005, at 22:01:55
In reply to Today, posted by alexandra_k on March 4, 2005, at 23:32:32
today, fragments of a dream clings to my mind
like the stringy celery that needs coaxing out from between my molars
I am fragmented
bits of me are posting on psycho babble
other bits are weaving in and out of the mind numbing wine
I relish the maroon half moon stains
you are like a jazz rift running round and round my mind
yes you.
Alex...
you in that far away place....
walking to classes
looking at books
pondering the malards
with their electric green heads
as they demand your feeding
we all like a hand out from you
dear heart....
you are so special...
unique really
I fill you with love....
the creamy delicious
super tasty love...
Okay, I am always hungry
I cop to that.I rest my case and retire to my chip and grease.
god I love the grease....
organic olive oil....
how can I ask for more?you can dream about anytime....
in the down under.
so special.
Ja*
poster:Jai Narayan
thread:466763
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