Jan 2019
once again
I sat on the edge
of desire
sat much too
close
to the fire
flames
ablaze
in the blurry
haze
of lust & tumult
of the summer days
I sat on the edge
of desire
sat much too
close
to the fire
flames
ablaze
in the blurry
haze
of lust & tumult
of the summer days
(Los Angeles)
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