Mind's eager fingers
lament the slippery parting
of one logic just one right word
that covers the hapless nudity
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Led eyes to the shades of spring
In the hues of autumn
Taught such geometry to chin
that my eyes never rolled wantonly
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To the exotica of innards! !
To the rigmarole… let’s go! !
Let’s talk of Archipelago
Michelangelo have heard and maligned
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Medicinal or fatal;
affinity or distance may duel and decide
Oh me! I'm fretting about monsoon lost on heedless arguments
fragrance of the earthen and liquid wedlock…. fresh alive
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Whales of enticements beached
On the moistened hem of your lingerie
Tongue struggled to lick and lap it back
Indulging squirming in the salt
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This is to send off
With a Get Set & Go
of overflowing hope
Get down, get hard, get mean
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severance package of umbilical cord
paradise lost; pharmacies gained
multinationals gained; ambition earned
men are never through permanently
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It makes sense
To cleave your god from mine
When you would only suckle
your side of motherland
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It would be madness to even talk about it
But don’t they talk about
Say! ! Loch ness monster and UFOs
There are even clubs with eyes of arguments
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And some will have their lines
dying in the clasped palms
some unities would eventually unite
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