CAROL HUGHES

The taste is there
Love biting
Constricting
My throat
...

Arayette sat
on the driftwood
her feet hanging limply
as the water eased
...

TODAY IS A DAY
AMONG MANY
SOME GOOD
SOME NOT
...

You sit there and say,
'You don't know me.
A lie like that
Slips out too easily
...

IF WORDS A PICTURE PAINT
AND MUSIC IS MAGIC
TAKING US
OUT OF OURSELVES
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I sat by
Wished my life away
Watched the sun set
And wanted more
...

There is passion
lightning bolts
arcing between us
...

So happy to have
you here with me
as I sit by your side
wistful and longing
...

There is a misty sky above
below silence exists
but for the rhythmic ker-plop
of the water beads
...

If you need me
I'll be around
In the summer,
Especially
...

Loneliness chases after
As I run ahead
Away from the blues
...

KISS ME
TAKE YOUR FINGERS
BURNING WITH LONGING
TRACE THE OUTLINE
...

There is calm now
A wholeness unwinds
Too poignant to deny
Too damning to cure
...

IT HAS BEGUN
I MUST LEAVE YOU
AT THE DEPOT
DAWN WILL BREAK
...

Love and romance
If you have one
You share the other
Add music and dance
...

I'm in a room filled
With raw, cloying desire
What do I see?
Walls of green
...

Rascal: a word
Desper: short for desperate
Mighty desper is what I feel
A mood unsuited for rascals
...

If I were a rich woman
There are special toys
I'd buy for you
Toys to bring
...

Three walls
Bars ahead
The bunk lies flat
One end for my head
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SITTING IN A BOOTH
AT PEET'S
PEOPLE IN ONE DOOR
AND OUT THE OTHER
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