do you ever think





i can't imagine what lies beneath

your panties, but i am willing to try



i wonder what dances

under the shifting elastic

that stretches the synapse

of my crazy libido



i want to paint landscapes on the canvas

of your pants and sculpt lawn ornaments

with your whispers

in a impish attempt

to find a new direction

through threads and fabric



do you ever think about those crazy kisses that

drift through a stream of conscious yesterday

that never did transpired

not even in one tender pucker



nor did they explode in a calcophiny of lips mashing



it is year away from what might have been



yet those kisses do exist in a moment



swallowing up heat

in a minute by minute

confrontation of thoughts and belief

of what lies ahead

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