Phoenix

 

 

So Listen

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my slippery pulse purring temptress

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chantress of vespertine whispers

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of skin sung vibrato 

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that moon heats my temper

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of frenetic breath stealing cantatas

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that tongue tease

 

through lip tooled tortures

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the crest of love fires

 

burning

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Listen

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to the soul blood rising

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wailing the final primal wresting

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and watch

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that this blazing shield

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of auroral vestures

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of sheer scarlet veils

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steaming in the ethereal wind

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shimmering with Appolonian light

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may be your answer.

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JRM - Winter 87

 

 

 

 

 

Jrm - October 1987