I drew this tarot card today to go with the poem. For the ones in the know they will know the story of Psyche and Eros. For those, she awaits...something of the dream remains.
A weekend in London was that all it was? We wrecked the bed so what's the fuss!
I'll come to L.A. And we'll do Vegas Thrash the Town Then be Homeward bound
Catch a show Or cruise around Hollywood's brights Then get on down
Practice those moves Those red hot grooves Take in the sights
Kiss me like I've never been kissed before Then show me the door
Leave the exit open As my senses have been awoken
But I may not pass your way again Too much hassle Too much soul searchin pain To be washed out In London's rain
The Californian Sun burning in my heart where you will Always hold A special part.
But it takes two to make a dream come true Not just me Luvving you!
Andicat
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Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Reviewed on November 30, 2003
Beautiful work and knowing the tales and mythos enhanced it greatly more!
~Nikki~
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