Lost Love Lust

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• two slices of lemon, please.

  10 Years from now. I see myself wearing a very funky scarf in a stylish cafe, smoking a cigarette and reading a pamphlet to the newest art showing that month. I see myself in a modern minimalist apartment cooking rice and listening to acid jazz. Painting on a balcony in a Paris loft with flowers running down the [...]

• 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 [...]

• freckles & skies.

  A half smile upon her lips, she sighs, the house is empty. Could this ever work? A shaded corner of the room sends shivers up her spine, the sole purpose is to lighten the day, the tears fill her eyes as fresh lemonade in a crystal glass. She admired the person that told her that [...]

• utter divine.

  Does she ever truly want to fall in love? Be happy? She knows it is capable, but what comes next? Suppose she does find happiness, and striving for many years, she finally finds it. Looking back, will it be worth it? What is happiness? Children? A house? A nice car? Freedom is being able to [...]