Author: lackluster PM
about a month named august.Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 60 - Reviews: 16 - Published: 05-04-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2167346
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we'd drink (sub)lime vodka
and patiently wait for the summer rain to wash it off
and sip it back into the ashen earth.
(fantasy too real
in a part of the world
where candlelit moons shimmered
the colors of your skin-
beaches and clubs and sex)
& we'd bring smile to goodbye,
eyes burning with the (after)effect.