This is what I need right now -- a dark cocktail lounge lit only by the neon beer signs and the shaft of daylight from the open backdoor, quiet but for the intent topical bar discussions and the hint of traffic outside – I require no further excitement, as this is the post-afternoon delight repose, reflection and regrouping. Again I had bared myself to pull up scraps and loose threads of womanly attention as a temporary wrap, cramming a love affair into a few illicit hours, and once the narrow window of time had closed and the cover was snatched away, I shivered not, because I have become accustomed to the chill of hungry solitude, and my old frame leans toward the promise of new warmth down the road. |
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Warm-Natured |