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Monday, September 25, 2006


Say these lips
were for the
strictest contracts,
what covenants would you
press on them? - or
imagine your eyes
green fields
of lush grass,
what tracks would I
find to follow?

Would you abandon me
there or care
enough to follow
and save me?

Say these fingers
were love's sentry
keeping watch,
what commands would you
ask of them? - or
imagine your breasts
laden palms shaking
against a hot hungry wind,
what fruits would I
in its shade?

Would you help me
by reaching
and gently calling
out my name?

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