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[sid] => 160920
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Return to Preston Street
[time] => 2010-07-03 08:06:19
[hometext] => A poem of love and addiction, or love as addiction.
[bodytext] => Rumours came softly like scent on a breeze. I should not have listened but I could not appease; my passions, my pleasures, my pain, my arousal. I needed to know if those words were unfounded. And so I returned, to the place where I’d left. The street where you burned. It sickened me quickly, the sights and the sounds. Ghosts of the past that still wander around. I waited for hours that crept into night, refusing each offer of pleasure, delight. No sign of my lady, my lover of old. The street still keeps busy, the city still cold. I return home without answers, restless yet listless from Preston Street dancers. I questioned no one, so that I would not know and vowed to myself to Preston Street go. I return nightly and search so discreetly. In every doorway I pray that you’ll meet me Still I search on. You’re never here but I feel you’re not gone. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 205 [topic] => 22 [informant] => debris [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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