Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Crisp One Hundreds


Little bow ties made out of crisp one hundred dollar bills. Lightening bolt smiles and fabulous apparel that makes chandeliers appear dull. Delicious heels making legs look like killers in glitter. Stab me with this frenzy of sexy notions drawing my eyes to scenes of madness, bright lights allowing eyes to be shaded with blinders of wonderful mesh material. Sequin kisses hugging bodies in flamboyant ways. Gloss reflecting off plump lips itching for mouth to mouth contact. Revive life with a rock`n roll slam of guitars. Electric music zapping bodies. Head banging. Fist pumping. Teeth chattering with epic vibrations. Mangled bodies manhandling each other in sizzling ways adapting to each others movement in the fluorescent. Trigger fingers pulling at each others minds. Ideas expanding like red balloons. Mouth watering stares and a hunger so strong. Teeth exposed to the crowd, people wanting more. Clawing for all they’ve got. A strong might that people will savor. A desire like a drug so incriminating it releases your soul into a scene full of madness, pushing everything to the extreme. Plastic Barbie heels and I hope you're hot enough to keep the heat, don't let those dazzles melt away beauty queen.

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