lost. love. letters.

lost. love. letters.

grayscale photo of woman wearing lace brassiere and white dress shirt sitting on the cushion
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“she knows
every trick trigger and measure
to get under my skin
and at my pleasure
awash in my thick vanity
adored by the mob fawning
flattery
a crop of golden laurels
blind surrender
the crisp apple bears
twice bitten”

notes… for she is my weakness and my strength, my triumph and my tragedy, my love and my loss, lost. I wrote this back in may but revised it this day, so…. here it is or was, or, now, or… something. (oh yeah, and I am making lost. love. letters like a thing now… just visit my collections page to see all the posts if you dig this particular vibe, then you can skip my other stuff if you so choose)

music (I wonder if anyone checks these out, ah, if it is any one of you that’s cool)…

>>>>> Lush – Sweetness and Light

and by the way… I review media (movies, TV) when I get the chance, I also review brews over @ BeerAdvocate (I am allergic to sulfites in wine so beer is my drink of choice, well, OK bourbon as well when I can sit back and kick some Basil’s or Elijah Craig sitting on a deck overlooking some water…)

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