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my purpose is yours for the taking

just what so relentlessly are you searching for

the promise of my sweet nectar's delight perhaps

or the rail that gives one access to my own private

train wreck

the luring scent of my freshly dried hair

lazy dancers upon the breeze

midnight cloaks us with her balmy music

you pout yet ramble on

a high strung equine standing so beautifully agitated

at my paddock's gait

your longing so proud and tall in your body's every line

another much more private waltz awaits us soon......

deeply we each anticipate reading lingering doubt in the others eyes

our time is a 'Dance Yet Asked For'

so sweetly we hug

which only further perpetuates the wait

(Feb. 8, 2000 345am)