"Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues."
Licking the
flavor of night
from
her lips,
she awakes
and
leaps
sleepily out
of cushioned
caresses.
Where the sky
laps the
ocean waves,
meet her through
the fog.
In the clouds that
hover
around the
steam-filled sea,
she will await you.
Drink of enticement.
Forget tomorrow;
forget today.
Then wake up
and leave
behind
the night before.
Vanessa. ((
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