dim the lights . . .
a fragrant candle . . .
a double scotch . . .
and a fresh Marlboro . . .
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just an hour of my past . . .
sitting comfortable at the bar . . .
right leg over left . . .
stylish heels complimenting . . .
a shapely calf . . .
with a naughty glimpse . . .
of a thick thigh . . .
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every curly strain in place . . .
cascading free over bare shoulders . . .
brushing a lifted cleavage . . .
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eyes darkly accented speak . . .
a subtle tongue licks . . .
the top teeth peaking . . .
before capturing the bottom lip . . .
in a gentle grip . . .
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a deep sip burns going down . . .
inhale a sizzling drag . . .
exhaling sweet smoke . . .
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hum eyes close reminiscing . . .
a moment of youthful pleasure . . .
the price a wedge or two of her lung . . .
©Kimberly Wilhelmina Floria
11/2/16
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silentlyheardonce 
Sensual imagery throughout, then a twist at the end! Bittersweet, but a great write, Kim!
Thanks Lauren. I trying to keep posting while I’m hospitalized.
That’s a good idea. Sending hugs 💓💓
I gave up all the drugs and booze 15 years ago but still need about 15 cigarettes a day.
Those cigarettes were rough. 8 years without. I couldn’t breathe, smoked my last cigarette in the car then walked into the ER. They measured my oxygen and I was at 75 that is low. They put me on o2 and took me in the back. Haven’t smoked since. But I still got lung cancer. Maybe 40 years of smoking caught up to me.
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ennui ensues!
Kim, your last paragraph awoke us from our reverie. Best wishes my friend, Keith
Thanks Keith. The mind is whirling. 🙂
A kicker in the ending.
Hummm!
You don’t agree? Perhaps I expressed myself badly.
No I like your response. I was in thought from your response. Thank you.
How high the price thenN
Too high
Indeed.
I love love love this. You are an artist of words.
Thank you my love. My post is back to the 10th. I’ll email it to you. I just finished.