SHAKE, DON’T STIR

by Jnana Hodson

Intense, with desire. Tribulation. The heat of a summer night. The cool water of a mountain lake.

Distillations. Compressions.

Two parties come together. Yes, come.

As in nitroglycerin. Pyrotechnics. And explosions.

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Blue_Rock~*~

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