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By B.K. Date: 2005 Aug 06 Comment on this Work [[2005.08.06.15.34.20831]] |
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As Mozart opera wails like A feather up my spine You trace my lips with your tongue and I feel shards of freeze dried workweek Exploding from my mind I roll over smiling As this wave of sensuality Hits me directly Suspending me effortlessly In an orgasmic sea of Cosmic string theory for two On a transcendental sea Of heart and mind tranquility Where passion forever renews This world can spin its out of place blues As long as it gives me inner peace with you (c)bk...2005 |