Darling.
Your palms are the only palms
that bring me to the deep six
in a whirlwind.

and foisting your milk-malaise;
a sort of drug.
I am done with experimenting.

I have never even tasted salt
though I have dreamt about it
as I've dreamt of you and I, making a masoleum
of the tropic air.

02/11/2008

Posted on 02/11/2008
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