Hot Summer Night
Curtains hang slack aside the open window. The midnight air perspiring, dank. Outside, a furtive craving moon peeks through veils of mist. Inside, just glow enough to illumine ghosts. Skin, breath and blood are hungry hot. Sheets drape wet on the sleepless bed.
A woman can rob your soul on a night like this. Make you crazy.
Make you do bad, bad things. On a night like this, enveloped in sweat and heat and shadows...you’ll do anything she wants...
A night of sweat, soft skin and searing seed. The night you surrender to her needs...
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posted by Jonas | 8/02/2007 01:38:00 AM
9 Comments:
OOOOoh!!! Really, Jonas?
I must remember to turn off the air conditioning!
The heat (and that song) make me want to dance until I'm drenched.
Thank goodness for cold showers.
Really, Ms. Twilight! Go ahead, flip that AC switch to off!
Um...Anna...cold showers seem counter-intuitive on these hot and steamy August nights. Just sayin'...
In the wise words of Shere Khan in Jungle Book...."These thingss are alwayssss trouble"....
NO AIR CONDITIONING????
Are you people nuts or something?
Nice song, Jonas..the picture reminds me of Kali dancing on Shiva. We likey.
Wow.
I need some ice water.
This is phenomenal
Know what? I really, really WANT you to do bad, bad things!
Well, I don't know about the hot summer night, but Bono could make me...
No, wait. TMI.
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