Chasing the high  

rm_silkditty 66F
12408 posts
4/11/2006 10:43 pm
Chasing the high

The blindfold slips over my eyes and I become invisible. He pulls my head back by my hair, bites my throat, then leads me naked by a leash, my gait slowed by golden heels and blindness.

As potent as the first line of coke and just as ephemeral and short-lived.

Memory.



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