Reimagining Anna

Iva Anna Lilou has dulcet legs which she crosses in the park on a bright spring day. They are creamy bright rivers of flesh that rouse the eyes to float along them as if by an invisible current. The sun makes her a symbol of heaven when it blesses her skin and makes her lips some delectable fruit when she speaks. I think of her often. 

Well is it any mystery that an old love junkie like me will take you with me wherever there is sun and beauty? I was in Thailand down on a beach called Karon and was browbeaten by the lack of your eyes in the crowd. You weren't there and it was a real loss, Iva Anna Lilou. As close as Australia is, it wasn't close enough.