Thursday, February 23, 2012

My Love/ Fully Enveloped to Your Chest/ Let Us Not Part/ Hitherto Fancy Green/ Have All of Me

Jaguar mist rose
above the tar on early
morning deserted streets.
My eyelashes bend for you
my knees locked
by the keys you jingle
at the ignition
to turn on the car
and drive far away
from a city full of disdain
and despair.

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