Women licking popsicles.
Men curling barbells.
Women holding books.
Men holding guitars.
Vodka, tequila, rum.
The streets of Boston,
The skyline of LA,
Seattle at night.
Incandescent light bulbs.
Rock and roll.
The Lead Singer.
The Lead Guitarist.
The beat, the rhythm, summation.
Two hearts beating beyond control, no intimidation,
Two eyes locked, two lives rocked
Grunts, screams, sighs.
The band, Scorpion.
The rocking, rolling hurricane.
The hand of waves crashing on Cannon Beach.
Sun-kissed bare skin.
The howling wind.
The thunder, the lightning.
The sound of rain coming down in sheets.
Sheets of fleece and down, and darkness.
Heavy coats and many layers, stiff drinks and worldly cares.
Pleasant weather and-
Boots of leather.
Pleading voices, invisible.
The crack of the whip, the snap of the chain.
Stilettos and wingtips,
Garters, corsets, wigs, wild nights of budoir theatre, seal her
Heart and soul, roaming, controlling,
reeling, steel clanks, spanks, snaps of chains.
Hands with thin fingers, bare, roaming.
Contact. Contact. Contact.
One finger, grazing.
See also: Theory of Relativity.
Created: Aug 05, 2009Document Media