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i dream of traipsing through

the curls of your pleasure garden

drunk on the delight of your smile



in my slumber

i make love to you

like a train in the night

gently rocking

in the shadow

of a distant

reading light



my palms pressed tightly

against the side of your hips



precisely one lala



one width

of pleasure



one fantacy

that lives on



in the rambling thoughts

contained in the eroticism

of frenetic locomotion