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Blue Room
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sensual Blue room mirrors my thoughts
The shadow in my dreams
Tantric desires oppress my vitality
I languish like Cleopatra
too swollen with delicious anticipation to move
Inch by inch
waves of emotion wash over me
Smouldering senses not diluted by waiting
I look up and see the harlequin mask
saline diamonds fall and anoint my body
The heated water intensifies my thoughts
centering on the core of my being
emotion overwhelms me
The mask still hangs suspended from the ceiling.
