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Twisted Lipstick


She crossed her legs and sighed a descending waterfall...She looked at her pack of cigarettes crushed them and threw them away...her tears created black rivers of mascara streaming down her face...Her eyes were bright, softening the brown of her amber Iris...where am I going? why am I here? she whispers to herself as a commercial plane slowly passed over head carrying excited passengers...did anyone see her below? did anyone feel her deeply drawn breathing? did anyone feel Her Love rise off of her body like body heat and steam? maybe the pigeons on the wires above...their feathers slowly fall around her consoling that neglected desire...she rubs off her lipstick with a napkin she stuffed into her purse the night before at a quaint seedy lounge in the city...The buildings around her were bordering abandonment...remnants of a happy family blowing out the window with an old curtain flapping in the curling wind...her ears tingled at the sound of footsteps approaching from around the corner in the alley...she could feel the nonchalance...suddenly they stopped...and so did her tears...she wanted her privacy so she abruptly got up and slipped into a near by building...the stranger swung around the corner, the scent of dense leather and saturated cologne followed him as he sat down on the weathered dark gray industrial bench where she had just rested momentarily...he crossed his legs, took a puff with squinted eyes, young, sharp charismatic with an incognito nobility, he liked being rugged, against the grain...His black eyes behind his long eye lashes were compelled to look down by his side...a small crinkled napkin with some lipstick on it...he felt it...he smelled it...the pack of cigarettes she tossed away were flattened under his feet...he noticed and took another puff...reached into his inside pocket for his pack of cigs and chucked em into a nearby garbage can...he got up, took a breath, glanced at his watch, and proceeded to walk out from between the buildings, towards the crowds of people going about their day, ahead, at the end of the alley...suddenly someone rushed out from a narrow corridor, her earrings gleamed in his eyes as she bumped into him...he still had the napkin in his hand...she noticed...she smiled...and so did he...

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Carolyns Eyes...

I was gently swayed by a permeating scent that moved across a moaning pond...The lotus flowers reaching out to her with an incalculable yearning...Just a soft...slow gaze from her eyes, satisfies their desperate urgency for Love....Her pupils a glow with the evening sunlight, pouring out into my heart as she lifts up her eyes to sanctify me with empathy...Carolyn...the clouds wish they could descend and caress you in their quiet serenity...Her memories pulsate up and down the seems of her transparent lite summer dress...mingling with the golden light of the sun... and the emerald glow of the green grove around her, teaming with flowers, cuddling in the tranquility of the young shrubs.. cooled by the shade of the towering poplar trees...My hand reaches out for her grace...the lunar smoothness of a caring face...The grasshoppers and the doves sing from the depths of the abounding woodlands surrounding her...a warm breeze passes through her hair like the hands of an angel... her skin quivers with desire at my reflection in the pond...To see my face resting in the black pool of her eyes is a privilege, I tremble with craving in the arms of her aura...She looks with curious appreciation at the moonlight as it cascades across my face down into her hands...She offers me the lunar light with an eternal smile...Oh..How I love Carolyns eyes...

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