Imagine the sky, what color would it be?
Where would you go?
What would you do?
What would you wear?

I find myself caught up in a whirlwind of love
with candles everywhere
and a nice dinner
with lots of warmth
and peace

and the sky would be nice and dark, even though in my heart it is bright
The evening would be soft and sweet
the music would be pleasant and romantic
the air would smell of roses and incense
The weight of our friendship would be immeasurable

and my dreams do I keep in my heart
forever



peace, love, and respect

butterscotch

I would imagine the sky would be black with bright stars, tinkling in the Tampa night.

Because of the warm temperatures in Tampa, gulls would be chirping in the near distance.

The breeze--tropical. The smell of suntan oil and christmas cookies in the air, sweetening the aroma of the air.


Of course, Prince and I wouldn't smell or see any of that on account that we'd both be wondering a darken maze in some seedy, gay, bathouse that smells of sweat and chlorine.

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