Saturday, August 13, 2011

dream for a cool late-summer morning

i was sitting in a theatre with friends. a girl with long blonde hair came up and started saying things to us, one at a time, getting too close and whispering intensely. when she got to me she was almost in my lap, talking, talking, so i pulled her in and kissed her. it was good, so i did it again, with more intent & tongue. the way dream kisses are all natural and seen from inside and outside of you.

later we were walking. she looked over at me. i said "your eyes are copper." her irises had turned to shining copper bowls with tiny infinite black pupils, rimmed in oxidized blue, glinting like fish scales.

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