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I sit at the round table
Drink in hand -
The purest nectar
Cigarette crackling between my lips
Puffing my thoughts to the wind.
A women approaches
Glowing
Florescent in the dim uncertain room
Just above the whipping beats
She speaks my name
I am puzzled

On stage -
Her hips pumping and gyrating in time
A folded dollar bill
Dirty with greed
And my desire
Placed between her wanting breasts
Violently slapped against my face
Smooth
A sweet smell fills my nostrils
A whispered thank you and a kiss on the cheek
My angel is a centerfold
when you find out the girl you had a crush on in middle school is a stripper
she got a big tip
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Ragnarok-Red Featured By Owner Oct 4, 2004
im glad someone enjoys my concise writting
it was always a detrament in college
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blinkingbeauty Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2004
that would definitely be one interesting situation to say the least - but I've always loved how you describe things well with so little words
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