Sunday Dessert in a desert

Sweet Cochise … (for some reason that word sounded right)
She appeared at dusk at the Tankwa 2012,
And then the Flamingo flapped its wings …
You where gone
A perfect stranger
A year went by …
And then again you appeared in the same desert

Infatuated and somewhat ridiculous
I then looked for you,
And saw you a couple of times
It was/is a mental kick in the nuts
hell & bliss
Black haired Atlantic Jew
Chocolates melting

You shook your booty
Rode your bike
Wore the feathers
Fuck Priscilla
You were for a few hours
The Queen of the Sunday
And AB Pudding

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