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when this falls away to no one

i know it will still be yours



the salacious scenarios

of your dance floor

in the atmosphere

of gypsy moves



things that perhaps

never transpire

but are good stories in

mythological erin*land



…your thighs over my shoulders

and inflamed with delight



a place that i am a visitor

via a stamp and the kindness

of the u.s. postal system



where the street name

is never spelled right

but the poems find a way to arrive

like light under the door



where the sun is a prism of refracted light

around the temptation of your pleasure