【ILoveBlog7】 day19nostalgia

Sometimes I go back to the notes that I wrote (on facebook) and get all nostalgic as I read them.

It’s funny how I almost long to experience those moments, those intense feelings, once again – even though many of them weren’t as… happy as the following one

Pretty Colours!

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part I – the high school dance

pre-amble, they come in from the setting sun

of course, some of us would be a bit tipsy from alchohol, or other … substances
but what else, most, unaffected, wildness, madness commited those nights,
I have no idea how.

the floor. the dim darkness, moist, hot.
and holding them, clinging them, their sticky bodies, soft, gyrating, in your arms.

 

as when night came, the sun, the other world, left with our other minds.

 

but then the beat ends, the dance ends, the ecstacy ends. And your mind, still shaking
shivering in anticipation and nervousness, is lost again.

by Wayroan Lin on Tuesday, 22 May 2007 at 23:33

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