In her head she kisses Mickey Rourke
to the sounds of jazz lounge
or electronica, imagining the City
sky-lit skyscrapers
hoarding robotic lives
only she & Mickey are alive
only they are worth it
their joy-ride of lust
holds them in it's grip
but only the wind forgives
the stars that hide
the love soon to be torn apart
watched 9 1/2 weeks again recently & this came to me...