moments

I remember how your eyes shined
windows to the soul
eyes of fire
the sun with teeth.
Red wine flowing
acid jazz dusty vinyl
inhale
breath of life
one on one.
Life is just a series of moments,
one to the next.
Memories
mental photo
cerebral text
dark days and bright nights
blow out the candle
put out the light.

Bel amour.

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Beth Ditto & The Gossip

i've always had an adoration for red haired women.

this is Sandra, my friend from France, and she has awesome taste in music.

<^> other bitches just front.