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george-mails
London
From Shisha with Love The room was dark as I entered Like a tangled pipe, I twisted, turned, and stumbled to my seat That’s when I saw her, everything was suddenly bright My eyes struck her creating a spark, she set me alight Her head had all the flavour, her hair the fiery glow Her eyes sweet like double apples, and her mouth mulish like mint She was, so tall, so fine, so slender The combination of cute and **** any man would surrender The path to the glow was clear, I couldn’t let this opportunity pass Every advance I took towards her I inhaled and exhaled a little deeper Like a shooting star in the night, I had to make my wish come true before the star strays I found myself immersed in smoke I had lost my way; where was the star, the glow the blaze? I began coughing and blowing the smoke away, and there she was In my brief moment of vertiginous, the pipe was in another palm The once fresh flavours became harsh, and the fiery flame was now smouldering Like a coal that had lost its grey coat that protected its fragile warmth was now mouldering Take a deep breath and let it go. @BengGeorge
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Sep 28, 2016
Sep 28, 2016 at 5:34 PM UTC
From Shisha with Love