it has tickled my feet
and bedazzled my wiena.
It is I who would live
in the depth of your dream
to each other we’d give
as erotica’s team
when we go for that ride
to the land of the willows
liquid thoughts deep inside
near the whispering pillows.
If tomorrow we perish
then tonight is good-bye
squeezing tight what we cherish
as we reach for our sky.
For Gina (with audacity)
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