My grandmother laughing
My grandmother laughing
Cigarette in mid drag
Was a sparkle
My grandmother laughing
Anytime
Instead of crying
Was a gift
Lamby, lover
This is what she called me
Her eyes twinkling
“Sit with me sugar,” she’d say
beckoning me to the land
of channel #5 meets Merit Menthols
a dreamy combination
of pleasure and sin.
Cigarette in mid drag
Was a sparkle
My grandmother laughing
Anytime
Instead of crying
Was a gift
Lamby, lover
This is what she called me
Her eyes twinkling
“Sit with me sugar,” she’d say
beckoning me to the land
of channel #5 meets Merit Menthols
a dreamy combination
of pleasure and sin.
1 Comments:
This is so lovely, lamby love. Your writing. You. All of it lovely.
By snowsparkle, at 5/28/2005 9:46 AM
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