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Do you cry when you come

אירוטיקה

'Do you cry when you come?', I asked her.
'No' her luscious lips mouthed.

The Dancer who had Cancer

But enough about the damn bed.
The dancer.
He is ill with cancer.
This is a known fact amongst us narrators.

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fish

Comedy, I look in to your eyes,
and smile,
Tragedy, I look again,
and I cry.

fishbowl

fishbowl used to contain my mind
They sometimes swim so high, they reach for air

would have

Hands painted with honey lust,
simplicity would have been divine.

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This Passion

You, lying in front of me, seducing me with your
psuedo-expressionless face.
Me, inside you and out.

here and there

I'd write about how watching old black and white photographs
of strangers
makes me think about my own becoming, the things I once
learned appeared to me
a fraction of a blur, I only know the present me.

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Thinkin' blue

בלוז

I found this blues backing on the net, and just played and
recorded one take improvising on it.
Some mistakes here and there, but who gives a fudge
:)