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DANCE FOR THE GODS OF SUMMER

Summer solstice fires bright
Burning, burning in the night

Dance and twirl in velvet night
Fire dances with delight

Gods descend, a glorious sight
Holding on to humans plight

All bold emotions to excite
Dance for the Gods of Summer
tonight!

Michelle Balletto-Wooten
© 6/21/12
You Wore That Dress,
It Took My Breath,
It Hugged You,
So Tight.
That Beautiful Iridescent Shine,
Such A Complement To Your Figure,
To Your Eye's.
Your Lips So Full,
Eye So Blue,
You Lit Up The Room.
I Miss You,
It Was Cruel,
But I'm Glad You Are Happy.
You Deserved Better And He Is The Best.
I Still Remember The Time We Danced In The Rain,
The Way That Little Dress Stuck To Your Leg's,
The Way It Went See Through,
I Could See Your Underwear,
What Little It You Were Wearing,
I Miss Those Time's,
You Can't Say We Didn't Have A Good Time.
The Time We Just Lay In Bed Together,
We Didn't Speak,
We Didn't Have To,
The Connection So Intense.
All I Can Think Of Is You,
But I Can't Speak When You Are Near,
You Still Make My Heart Leap Into My Throat.
I Wish I Could See Those Dresses Once More Though,
To Be Blessed By The Sight Of Such Beauty Is Rare,
That Beautiful Two Tone Dress.
I Miss You But This You Shall Never Know,
It Is Time For Goodbye,
To Say Goodbye To My Friends,
My Job,
And That Little Ball Of Fuzz Maya.
It Feel's So Final,
It's Like The End Of A Chapter,
So Let's Write A New Script.
 Jun 2012 Paul Hardwick
Louise
VIP
 Jun 2012 Paul Hardwick
Louise
VIP
while age is only a number,
experience is a set of volumes.

you, thanks to time and genetics,
have overflowing shelves.
you've done it all.
a house of your own.
a car of your own.
a cat.
a rose garden.
(are you gay?)
nieces, nephews.
unfixed income.
"making it."
how can i be so proud of you?
it's hardly been 4 months
since
i ran into you in the doorway
of the bar
trying to make my exit unnoticed
as i had avoided you not one hour before.
knowing one of us would have to say "hi" first.


but that was then.
now is this.

this
this
this dull glow
that never leaves my heart.
someone's always stoking the fire.
your shift starts
now.
Once donned,
This shinning suit of armour
Now lies cracked and worn
Through chemistry.
In an age forlorn of chivalry,
Good intentions turn to dust
As honour gives way to lust.

We shall do what we must.
And must do what we shall
In a shallow state of mind.
For when I replaces us,
We know all hope is lost.
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