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 Mar 2012 Annelyra
seethroughme
wait
 Mar 2012 Annelyra
seethroughme
skin polished
with oils, salt and husks
i gleam
with perfumed butters and musk
silken smooth flesh
like living warm honey
i languish
in the golden light of dusk
limbs naked
under silks and plush
i wait

i wait for you
the windy city
won't let me light any cigarettes



no matter, second hand smoke rules these streets
and i'm already in love
 Mar 2012 Annelyra
Jae Elle
it just isn't Spring
until you see a
field engulfed in
flames
smoke shrouding the highway
fire lining the hills

once I was driving home
& I could swear I was headed
straight into Hell
with the red night sky
& an inferno on either side
of me and my car
sweet, sweet Lydia
but I'll be ****** if it
wasn't absolutely
beautiful

to me, Hell would be more
like a ghost town in
winter
nothing but fog
& cold

quiet
& rain

Heaven would be a
sunny day
at Woodstock in
1969

& I dare you to convince me
otherwise
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