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by allen alberson
Thursday, February 11, 2010
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Not really sure what this is, I imagine it like a inner monolouge of a character in ahrd boiled eetective story


Not a common name anymore

especially for one not long beyond the age of indiscretion

and not yet bound to the chains of responsibility

It was a name from a different time

A time before cute made up names were all the rage

Nadine was a name that smoldered

bringing to mind a New Orleans speakeasy in July

People intertwined in a smoke filled room

moving slowly as a jazz band played on stage

A name from a simpler time

When true love and a one night stand

Weren't mutually exclusive

And the girl wore her name well

Nadine was condensation rolling down a cold bottle of beer

A cool breeze on a hot forehead

She was sex on a worn out mattress in a cheap motel

A walking orgasm waiting to happen

An explosion barely contained

When she spoke you listened

When she whispered you felt your loins grow hot

When she laughed you felt cold inside

Her voice was just a little too high pitched

it could grind your nerves raw

but if she said something as simple as "take out the trash"

All you could hear was " I want to suck your cock"

One look from her and you would sell your soul

but behind the simmering eyes there was a sadness

Instead of a raging fire, there was a pool of melancholy

they were eyes that had shed too many tears

Eyes that had died a death exclusive to young women

A death that comes when they realise

that happily ever after, has a very short shelf life

When they hear the clock strike midnight

and they haven't even made it to the ball yet

But her sadness was just another magnet

drawing me in rather than pushing me away

her eyes pulled me like gravity when they locked with mine

I had to look away or else  drown in those pools

Or like Narcissus be bound there


forever gazing into a reflection of my own desires

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