[ .genesis: aphrodite stays (edit) ]
turns up loosely
my dream & all my loves
let her in out of the cold
and out of the dark
into my dim lit living room
she's dressed to the nines
in black and shall
tells me she wants me back to work
looks me strange, like painting
still try to name her, give her form
but she will have none of that
juliette will have no name but muse
� B McLean 1998-99
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[ drinking from the lime decanter in Tunsinia ]
� B McLean 1998-99
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