a night of koi fish

i want to go back

to that night

the night that i had

a lavendar sachet

my long flowy hair

in a restricting bun

atop my head

passion and desire focused

the air in the room intoxicating

dim light and a comfortable presence

pushing me,

urging me

i dont even understand

nor wish to understnad

the personal meaning of stable

caffiene, imperfections and candles

i disappear into a tale

of red front doors

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[Larry Dyson]

"i dont even understand

nor wish to understand

the personal meaning of stable"..I like this