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Mexican Nights
Contributed by
LaurenShields
on
Saturday, 7th February 2004 @ 01:57:20 PM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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The sun was retiring,
Into his bed of mountains,
The fading light covering our bodies like veils of pink oceans,
As our boat rocked steadily atop the silver waves,
That rose and sank,
Rose and sank.
I asked the bartender,
For another margarita,
He smiled and purred, "Si, Senorita."
For the rest of the night,
We sat and watched the day die,
Sipping on our drinks,
And staring at the sky.
Stars appeared,
As if summoned by the moon,
Blankets of black,
And the wet heat of June.
Mexican nights,
Drunk from passion,
Humid kisses,
Soft as satin.
Copyright ©
LaurenShields
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2004-02-07 13:57:20] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Mexican Nights
(User Rating: 1 ) by Necromant on
Saturday, 7th February 2004 @ 02:35:17 PM AEST (User
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Oh wow! peaceful and passionate, the description took me there Very good writing!
Anne :D |
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Re: Mexican Nights
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Saturday, 7th February 2004 @ 05:00:08 PM AEST (User
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Excellent!!! Great imagery!!
I just loved this... hope to see more soon..
Jenni |
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