Thirteen Steps Thirteen steps between us I climbed, And you looked at me Silver and black, concrete blonde Your dragon eyes glittered With mischief. Keen edged and roguish Is your ardor, an ancient warmth. 'I know you' you said, 'I've known you' And we laughed like jade striking jade, ringing Echoing through alleys, smiling ... More..
Aging Beauty She wore her dress like a tired cliche Harlot red and soaked with her failures. Her dignity dangled threadbare and frayed A ragged hem mended by too many tailors. She ached inside with the wanting to be Sophisticated, eloquent perhaps arcane, But even in silence, the dress fairly screamed, Bland words, absurd no... More..
The Real Cuba Libre Cuba. The word evokes thoughts of Hemingway, exotic music, and, of course, fine Cuban tobacco rolled lovingly between the thighs of dark eyed women. Here, the hot tropical nights are populated by a fiery and passionate people. A combination guaranteed to spark interest in the travel community, and in spit... More..
Lauren Mclaren
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