let me count

let me own the numbers

between six and nine

between three and

gooey pleasure

give me the exponent

of your delight

and the square root

of your glee

put me down

then give me to eight

so i can stagger

to the ropes

let the bell ring

just before 10

present your digits

that rub my thigh

and slide them

between my phalanges

in a clasped of our hands

share won ton with me

whisper that

won ton is like the glow

over the intimate dance floor

play music so seven and eight

will dance forever and ever

give me the power

the power of two

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