vision

 

Flavor taste smooth and rich, the savor of kiss

Melody stream, kiss of butterfly’s tips

Late night lost boulevard moving to street light drunkard chatter

Daunting beat relief a tantalizing scream

Feet keep moving

Freedom reality

Knocking at a door, faceless man answering

True night love as the dollar hits floor board creeks.

Keep coming to ghost touch lips.

I keep coming back to you, never resisting the fervent could you body brings.

Author's Note

Cp. 7:??PM Fri 02/01/08 Jazz festival, lyrics song forced, steady flow (Written, Random Sheet)

Reviews

[H. A. M.]

I like the scene that's playing out here. Is it for real or imagined? It plays out like a good memory.
Nice.
never resisting the fervent could you body brings.
this line I wasn't too clear on.
never resisting the fervent touch your body brings. maybe?
or something like that. I just wasn't clear about it but I get the intent of it.