pretense

the splendor

of saying

good night

next to you

when slumber

never happens



and the dance

of street lights

and candles

continues though

a long series

of touch and go

kisses



lives on many levels

of excitement



in one sense

at least

the thought lives

a complete life

in tawdry anticipation



regardless if it

ever happens

or your titillation

revealed

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