romantic of the southland 1

A forgotten blue moon

Flash photos desecrate the fine lines

Truth…

I do think of you…

time to time.

Can’t say the thoughts were part of the plan.

You always loved the grandstand.

romantic from the southland 2

Though, the genre differed

The roles, modeling…words said…

came in separate tones.

No matter the placement of the bed…

together we were both alone.

If I were to slip into Madison again…

Had the stamina been just a fleeting game.

I would have told you some things were never meant to be tamed.

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