the jasmine breeze floats
through your presence
i see your eyes looking at me
with uncertainty the electricity is dry
the crispness of your laugh pulsates at 3 seconds per beat
both of our demons stay in their corners where the beauty has her throne
our every move from the lightest wink
to the full blown hand holding
in the far away universe of the ozone gray smoke
bitter smell of another neuron dead
we did not love one another
i loved your image
and thinking on it now
you were a lost boy with a pretty smile and power
i knew the how-to’s of the score to the billboard of the hottest games
in town you could only get the tickets
we slept in the bushes of the mansions on the hills
it would be a shame for your grandma to see
me there as time went by and i dropped
out of that game you didn’t look
for me but found another broker
Truth be told! 🙂 Well penned. 💜🌼
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thanks Jen hope today is full of joy 🙂
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Thanks Hon. Oooo an eye!
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