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i like to think there are freudian slipknots

that are the bondage of joy



and you are putting a little bow

around the lasso that draws me to you



i have to tell you

i can not know we will make love tonight

because now i have no other thought



now i only have you in mind

i have your curves and

your wrap-around embrace

lap dancing around my cerebellum



sox will fling off and your fingers

will create skinner box impulses

that i can only respond to with endeavor



there is one night laid out before me

in 2,027 scenarios



all of them in need

of some degree of engagement



all of them on a spiral staircase

spinning in my head



all of them frolicking inside the memory

of your kiss and your naked delight



all of them because one of them

will eventually be realized

with you