What Goes Through My Mind When I Look At You

Dark bangs frame her

Buddha soul

An enviable smile

Holds me in a trance,

She is my hypnotic snake charmer

And I am the viper 

wanting nothing more

than to sink my fangs

into her milky flesh

I see the draw to darkness

That willingly stains her soul

I'll bring you down into the depths

let that poison sink into your carotid

and we'll lay at the bottom

staring at the pointless stars

like junkies drugged up on exotic erotic bliss...

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[h d e rushin]

I have been around a few junkies in my life, and it is true, they freely admit to the love
and desire of a stimuli almost in total abandon of their selves. In fact, they speak of a
physiological indifference rather than a physical one. Love is an intoxicant. It is the great reveal
of ones true feelings without dissimulation. It races through your mind and when it breaks,
it brings you down into the depts..

great analogy......dana

[JC]

Dana, my friend, your insight gives me more than I can give you. Always a pleasure.

[Matching Socks]

She is your cleopatra...
A very sensual write JC.
Well done.

[JC]

Damn I didn't even think of that, maybe some ancient hoo doo invading my soul.

[Matching Socks]

Possibly, she had you enchanted I guess,