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Tender Blending Soulful Ways
"Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and my Bobby McGee" ... Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster
A grinning October moon bore witness to the quickness of desires
coiling soul-skin-insistent in a woman-girl and her own, Bobby McGee.
Two souls, just met ~ Bobby roamed, she lived in her parent's home ~
Stars winked, Venus blinked - they broke into an empty apartment. They
loved in tender-blending, soulful ways,'til the apartment had enough and
sun slices implied leaving time. Knowing she was a someday-conformer
and him, a free-faller, her heart burned when she learned he wanted more
time. He was her hippy-love fantasy, but she questioned herself - should
she pocket the forever-memory and climb out the still opened window?
Copyright ©
CayCay Jennings
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