Vegas, Baby…


Luck and lust enveloped us
We were high rollers riding the crest
Doubling down with no worries
Always covering the spread

Vegas was our mecca, baby
Endless lights, pulsing excitement
So blinding that no one noticed
The shell of diamonds was really just paste

We partied in the desert
Washed down a Special K with Dom Perignon
Made breakfast even sweeter
As it tickled and teased and excited

Then warm days became summer and our oasis
Dried up, hot and unforgiving
Luck evaporated with the relentless sunshine
Like champagne puddles in the desert heat

Our love gasped for air as we tried to find
Cool and clean breaths like the night we met
When life was new and fresh
As the breeze after a gentle rainfall

We were supposed to be soul mates
Woven together into sumptuous velvet nights
Now, I make my escape alone, while
You and Vegas glitter in my rearview mirror…

Picture courtesy of my dear friend sonofabeach96.  Please check out his wonderful photography here.

9 responses

  1. Love it, Dee! A true Vegas story. 😃😃

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  2. Such beautiful work, I ache from the powerful read.

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  3. Sad. Real. In this case, what (or rather Who) happened in Vegas really did stay there.

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    1. Thank you. I’m at a place of loss right now and I’m glad I conveyed that!

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      1. Honestly and touchingly.

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  4. This was wonderful, Diane! He is your muse as well as your dearest love. 💕

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    1. So glad that came across in this! Thank you, Christi…

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