My heart's beating like a drum.
Like your fingers
running that keyboard on your lap.
They thrill me with ten thunders.
I'm dragged, I'm crazy, I am a woman dizzy,
lying on that drugget with closed
eyes, chanting the sounds of glory, like a landslip
on your strong, brave arms.
Go! Now kill me, and kiss me as much as you can.
(Thanks to my editor in chief...)
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