Friday, December 10, 2010

nico's sanctuary
the arms of love
the lips of sweet bliss
the curve of the kiss
eye's occasionally meet
in a good space
and we hold tight
in a safe place
and we sleep
in a gentle peace
and we drift
on a slow breeze
and we are
the bees knees.

wow, yeah she's a beautiful woman that nico, inside and out, doing her thing, looking like a french librarian, smoking her smokes, digging her scene, with her men and her man, with her chilled out room, and her wonderful bed where the hours melt away, where the breathing slows and the heart beats, where the dreams begin, where i breathed you in.

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