Here are my basics: Small, Greek, loud, random, red lipstick, red wine, red temper, vegetarian, Australian, emotional, vintage, books, cats, ice-cream, tattoos, sunshine, thunderstorms, high heels, pearls, faux fur coats, motorbikes, flowers, fireplaces, Nina Simone, When Harry Met Sally and mirrors.
Fireworks Like spirits soaring, Soft at first, Whimpering like puppies Then popping like streamers, A confetti of lights. We are sitting like two nomads, Two little eskimos bundled up in white Spilling our white wine, inhaling my white smoke (And the white noise in my heart Roars as I long to invite you into my secret). My fingers are numb and my mouth is warm. I am but a silhouette on a rooftop Drinking fireworks. But then- Rising to a crescendo, Exploding like an orgasm We disentigrate into sky.
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