Lost Love Lust

Tags: Lust.

• baby pain.

  The coffee steams intricate patterns into the air flowing designs.
  Encountering easy access exits, plans beset their origins and wanderous craftery is settled comfortably in the main area of the right cortex.
  Looking into the eyes of the clerk, her thoughts speak:
  “I can see your blood splattered all over the wall behind you. Perhaps even your fingers set in
  cute patterns.. so [...]

• six wheels & two lips.

  “What’s new Suzie Q?” as she picks up the lighter from the cup holder.
  “You know, I am probably not going to forget this little escapade my whole life.”
  “Hmm, you might not have that chance, dear sir.” as she winks at him.
  He pulls up his pants and exits the car.
  He seemed tired, and she did not [...]

• direction & affection.

  “Now you drive this car nicely ok? And watch the breaks because they are quite stiff.”
  “Are you some fucking nut job?”
  “Nut job? No…I just like watching others drive me around. You are going to drive me the rest of the way to Vegas, and no funny stuff yes? Because I wouldn’t want to piss me [...]

• banal & dominance.

  A CD repeats as the distinct pattern to her high heels fill the tiles with resonance.
  Dear Lust, a bit of fun perhaps?
  Why yes dear, of course. Would be quite the pleasure.
  Introduce fierce look in the eye and the convincing innocence of kindness.
  Local sports bar of Kingman, the dark wood on the bar catches her eye.
  Contemplating [...]