what Josie said?
binding us
within a circle
of her endless lies
through a chanting
of lullabies
a dangerous drug
to sing along
through the loudest frays
black dress falls
and her hair sways
that girl took us everything away
its the american way
the first dream
of a bleak memory
we sip it
together
with mystique
and rum
her naked plum
hallowed passion ties
electrified bodies
through disintegration tides
to where this essence runs and truly abides
solemnly
we remember it all
the several
afternoons
at her
sisters room
i kiss her proud thighs
the honey hive,
in the morning
haughty
desire
to drink her love,
like the soul
of a new province
to discover
mild promises
in her secrets to endow.
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