Thursday, July 30, 2009

"Look at what I found" he said.

"Grinding to the music,
The bass carries me away.
As the sweat rolls down my back
I begin to fade away."

I wrote this for a friend in 1999. He sent it back to me in an email the other day and said,
"I think you are the most sensual person I have ever known...probably will ever know. Damn artist."

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