bolt up

so much is on my mind

but thoughts of your kiss

keeps me awake

early in the morning



the sheet music that roll from

the tenderness of your lips



and dances on the signature

of a well tuned piano

held by the string



marionettes marching like

autumn leaves in zero gravity



revving up the intimate dance floor



in a meander slow dance

that corrects my posture

and spindles my assumptions



in a dreamy wisp of pleasure



and



spinning on like a

strawberry daiquiris at club yee ha

on the island of tossing heat

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