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By B.K. Date: 2004 Dec 04 Comment on this Work [[2004.12.04.23.55.2878]] |
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In winter I'm wired wrong My nerves short A princess and the pea Skin so thin it Blanches to anything That sings the song wrong The water is hard The air cold outside With inside heat dry as a bone The lack of sun And darkness therein Would leave a lonely me If not for this blast of love A heat wave connected Lip to lip Thigh to thigh Surviving Thriving On dark chocolate covered cherries And Technicolor heart blips This passion in winter Does back-flips Balancing a healthy desire Lifting its arms high up to the sky Singing whispering chanting Baby Baby you are forever fire (c)bk |