in a wheelchair now, she's

a shadow of her history,

crippled us with lust in

the pomp of her mystery

to out-patients in my taxi,

whispers: "is it you Fred?"

of times when I loved her

immortal, not half-dead

dropped me for a broker

always cute and naughty,

oozed sex, a Lana Turner

mercenary and haughty

begs me to take her to bed,

purely for old ...

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The deed is done and guilt and fear come with it,​​​

what am i hoping the effect will be?

I'm not sure to be completely honest..

it's a slight tad of happiness i get from it 

but now  i'm bitter and sad 

Always something makes me immediately regret my actions

perhaps their is something i can prescribe myself to stop

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{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #15 {Hopeless Romantic} 

His eyes sparked

a flame in me

that I thought 

wasdead 

His lips tasted

like the sweetest

? honey dew

melon brushing

against my lips

for the first time

each time he

would ? kiss

me 

His hair was

wavy that was

so soft against

my naked fleshy

skin 

His laughter

was like s...

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wish sister

I mouthed beer breathed approbation

at the invited wonder of your sister's sweatered breasts

the tableau set

for such delicious beginnings and shaky revisions,

once I  left the "look but do not touch" misgivings

amongst  the litter of a thousand such instructions

I borrowed that hazel eyed angel for a night

rescued from drowning in a clear bottled...

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