I have noticed that in every picture I love
there is a beautiful woman barely dressed
and dripping in jewelry
she is either smoking, drinking, or dancing
she is never smiling
she is sad, proud, and sensual
she is alone but with you
either looking directly at you
or lightly through you
as she dreams
. . . thought of you a lot while looking at amazing statues in egypt. i'm pretty sure you were there with me. or, we were at least there together in another life!