dark corners of dreams
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dazed and frustrated
I curled up in a corner
I dreamt hazy sultry dreams
of bodies dead and alive
swaying and laying
I saw money, making love
to me, getting me all.
I saw embellishments of
my desires and the cold
kept far away.
the deserts made luxurious
with fountains of liquid
passion flowing and flooding
like molten lava, on my frozen
deserted soul.
Money could bring it all
I dreamt of what it could do
if I could get my hands on it.
and there I curled up in a corner
dark & opiated, dreaming
sultry in secret smiles.
In a crowded city with million
dark corners
I occupied one . To dream
away my life
like the last puff of a cigarette.
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Very imaginative piece of yours, Maya.