bolt up

so much is on my mind

but thoughts of your kiss

keeps me awake

early in the morning

the sheet music that roll from

the tenderness of your lips

and dances on the signature

of a well tuned piano

held by the string

marionettes marching like

autumn leaves in zero gravity

revving up the intimate dance floor

in a meander slow dance

that corrects my posture

and spindles my assumptions

in a dreamy wisp of pleasure


spinning on like a

strawberry daiquiris at club yee ha

on the island of tossing heat

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