The Rebirth of Fashion

When fashion takes a break it sits down and takes a picture.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Alone (w)

Soft light on the linen covers,
burnt pink evening glow
Ocean waves in my head, surging, ebbing
Aching body in need, longing
for your passionate embrace
Beautiful evening alone, deserted
In this room, so inviting, waiting
Thoughts, intense, of other times
Of perfume, allure, and surrendering
Passion ignited in my tormented mind
Needing intimacy, your touch,
Your being longing, longing,
thirsting for you
Here in the pink glow, on linen covers
I want you so to touch,
to enthrall, to impassion
All alone, my mind goes crazy
with that desire
Apart, separated, alone, in pain
Sensuality surrendering
To the night and sleeping,

Alone

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