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It is here In this alley littered with trash. Where a man drives alone in the night. Braking. Motioning. Waiting. Where a high-heeled woman bends down to his window. It is here On this street I come to find you. With your skin that is smooth. With your face twisted and pale And a name no one knows. It is here In this dark room Where your naked body glows red In the pulsating neon light That I make you do things to me. Though I stare now and again into your empty black eyes.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 11/28/2015 10:48:00 PM
Sam, :) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soups, Home Page. ~SKAT LOVE~
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Date: 11/23/2015 10:52:00 AM
Sex at any price, eh? Good work. Congrats, daver
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Date: 4/19/2014 5:57:00 PM
I think you might enjoy my poem Red Door. This is a very real portrayal of both parts of the picture. I wonder if she see's anything with those empty eyes?
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Sam Toil
Date: 4/19/2014 8:55:00 PM
Richard, I dropped by your page and tried to find Red Door, but was unsuccessful. I also tried the search engine but still could not find it. I would so love to read it. Please let me know how to find it. Thank you for dropping by and for your kind comment. Regarding her empty eyes...I think she has to become detached. She sees so many men, you know. Peace...Sam
Date: 4/18/2014 7:58:00 AM
- Hot .... - Expensive - ........ no emotion .... empty heart and eyes.... - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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