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Come to me my love

And touch me again

With those hands of love

And swwetly rub me through

As I fall into you



Never let the rust erupt

Nor pains of solitude entwine

But always come again

In that manner, special and rare

And love me as before

With your eyes so bright

And your body so smooth

And with all you bring

A therapy for my soul



Heal me then love

And let this malaise

For all time, die away

As I turn and smile at you

Reading notes of affection

From your face so angelic

For only you can assuage the thirst of this pain

For you alone can be,

My needed aliment in my ailment

On my part,

I shall abide by the therapy,

qd,bid,tid,qid,prn.......I shall do

po,npo,trans dermal, sublingual,sq,IM........

And any other prescribed route,

I shall take.



Abide then for all time love

Your face and you

Shielding my pains.



And as I write from Pelham Gardens

My sometimes hideout in the Big Apple

I think of you with every stroke of my keyboard.



And how does he do,

The man who shall triumph at last

Who dwells like a lion,

Who came with the heads of his people?

Is he all good?

Do play my game with GAD tonight.    

And this poem shall be finished

After I consult with GAD....

Stay well my love.