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By splatipus Date: 2002 Jun 09 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.09.07.52.1875]] |
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The immense pearl moon rose gracefully In the glittering night sky, And the spicy scent of sun-parched flora Born on skin caressing winds Became the aphrodisiac for my senses. The indigo lake failed to tempt With its rippling coolness As fires were lit And tribal rhythms began to beat First in unison with my heart Then faster |