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your casual saunter
i wish to send you poems
in plain white envelopes
that arrives at your desk
during a day of spring doldrums
a sweet little impression of lust
that creates a stir in your cubicle
a edict expressing
all the intentions of my world
laid before you in explicit
lap dance the choreography
a writhing cadence
so divisive
you must break
and
walk to the water cooler
for a clear thought
