Standing in line in the cold -- under dressed for the weather over dressed for the night -- ushered in the music pounds everyone is looking for the one they might take home -- bodies bump and grind on the sticky floor.
I spend my time looking oh so cool with a cigarette in hand trying to stand on torturous spikes, pulling my skirt down, hoping to find you, choking on dry ice.
Brings me back to another time in my life.....FM heels and tight dresses with a cocktail in one hand and a ciggy in the other. Those were the days....but were they really that good? I don't think so. You set the scene so well and brought us to it. Good one, Lyn. Lydi**
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
No, they weren't that good at all. It's funny how some people remember their youth as something they.. read moreNo, they weren't that good at all. It's funny how some people remember their youth as something they'd rather return to. Maybe the innocence of eight, maybe the body of 18, but I'll take today over 28, and that's the truth
Thank you so much. Thought I'd feature the oldies, now that I have the monumental task of putting al.. read moreThank you so much. Thought I'd feature the oldies, now that I have the monumental task of putting all the poems into 50 books ...:)
6 Years Ago
Would be interesting books and you are welcome Lyn.
6 Years Ago
They're all up. Pick a book and have at er, though you've read many already
Now this takes me way back to a time when I used to smoke & do all those things, except for pulling my skirt down. Some things one just has to do in private, or maybe not. A very atmospheric write with just the right amount of smut.......
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
But you were there, watching me wiggle down that skirt.:)
The imagery here is astounding. The last lines packed the punch. Great write! xo :)
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Thanks, Ance and I are close to the same age, haunted the same bars at the same time, so it's no won.. read moreThanks, Ance and I are close to the same age, haunted the same bars at the same time, so it's no wonder why her writes inspire me to flashback.:)
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