It's true. Taste is one of my gifts

What are you wearing says the creepster in me

Red dress. Black ankle boots. Wild hair. Take me on a night drive.

Windows down. Soul and good Country and stars.

P l e a s e though.

Then you sing for me.

Definitely a song bird.

what would you sing for me?

I'm On Fire...
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sorchablue:
It's always nice to read your poetry. Did you listen to "Your Heart is as Black as Night"?
gigondas:
I did. And they do a version of "I'll Take Care Of You" that is pretty good.

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Each picture
Sensuous and considered

you burn in my brain
and control my hands

keyboards
and zeroes
and ones

tapping
and wanting

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amarena:
This image looks like it has a story to tell. :)
gigondas:
It is it does
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I told her in the morning

as she fed me

coffee

and smoothies

and egg sandwiches

with good

cheese

you should write a book

entitled something about

how

you are

grinning when I kiss you awake

you're smiling

you tell me

with hands tracing

cheek

you love me

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Karla Pérez

12:05 AM (3 hours ago)
to me
Talk to me. To my ear, whispering.
Tell me what you dreamed about when you were q small boy.

Sent from my iPhone

Dylan Amos doamos@gmail.com

12:50 AM (2 hours ago)
to Karla
i dreamt of mysteries
i dreamt of a house in the woods
and my hands rough from building
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"...She's got everything she needs/

She's an artist/

She don't look back.

She can take the dark out of the night time/

And paint/

The daytime black..."

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it's not "being ahead of the times"

it's "timeless"

his dying makes me sad too