yes,

by in_earth

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-07-24 17:07:00

Parent message is 490085
i find my self saying that your a “really good person”,
a “real cool girl”, and keep recalling
all the cinemascoped manouvres we made.
Oh, the heat and passion of loosing control –
and yes, when i see you, these things will come to mind,
but at this distance it’ll taste like porn, not passion,
at this distance it’ll be a dirty dream, not the clean flavour we endured, panting,
slow, my head spins in the emotional storm of physical separation.