Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

oneof the things
that tore back and put away wet
was the 27 years ago
that self inflicted power struggle
money sex
drugs
wore her clothing in a masquerade
stories of socialized sexuality
repressed chasity, unrevealing sixties
unfolding muscles
tenderness speaks of love
that now she could believe
dreams that touched her soul
she kisses him
those perfect lips
the best fac she had ever seen
she wanted to grow old with him
she would folow his lead
in any dance
inspired, desired- this was real
i love she she whispers in a painted fancy
her porno is alive
he breathes on her
she smells his hair
the cats scamper around the room
the blue televison light is on
the cozy love s tracing the shadows
of past lives spent together
now and forever
no matter what
no more running
no hiding
this is the trembling hands i offer

beautiful, love's awakening and its uncertainty revealed in the end. Good to read you again my friend. "C"

I really dig this.
I dunno, it was, funny-good to read.
Like a ghost or two went through me.....

How are ya girl....?
H