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A night of heated conversation
--
without consummation.
Flames of desire stoked
With the sweetness of her soul,
Without a kiss exchanged.
His body flies back to LA,
but his thoughts linger in
Chicago.
She had taken him . . . off guard.
Fleeting phone talks taunt him.
Her mystique and intrigue
intoxicate:
Ice princess smoldering in the
heat of summer solstice.
Two weeks later a plane ticket
purchased --
The price of idealism
--
And he returns to her temple.
Party like rock stars,
Love like porn stars
--
Wake up, Wake up.
He won't or has.
The fantasy punctured.
Crash and see the human being.
Once inside, the glory fades,
From goddess to godless.
His heart crushed by the weight
of his body astride hers.
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