Thursday, 4 December 2008

Much too full of oneself.

Cotton harem pants, pink halter top. Barefoot on the garden steps, painting toenails. Red red red. Frangipani behind ear. Coffee cup steaming nearby. Watching sunrise, cat for company. Silent bluegreen screen of neem trees raintrees ashok trees peepal.

Somewhere in the haze at the back of my mind:
Damn it!! Where is M. when I've got languid-seductress just right?!

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