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the night slips
it's humid tonight
but saying that
in buff of low is like
saying you look beautiful
with pine needles in
your hair
the ice cubes
crack and jump
when i pour scotch
over them
i too
and ready to jump
the breeze drifts
in through the window
and night slips in
with sensual delight
i want your take down
that tracks down
the mixology of thrust
and compounds humidity
with girl juice
then for us to fall to rest
with moisture floating away
on wisp of night air
