October 20, 2002

  • I know a girl who’s seldom seen,
    Yet she’s the lover in my dreams.
    And because of all she means to me
    There will never be another.


    More often now than ever a then,
    In my mind I do find
    A sensate notion of the furnace
    That’s her sizzling sexuality.


    In my vision, she’s aglow:
    Fiery angel, glistening soul,
    Empowered pelvis
    In the throes of a blinding incandescence.


    But what’s the fuel her fire burns?
    What’s devoured as she churns?
    Closer, closer, I move to learn
    She awaits the ignition of my arrival.


    And so drawn I do descend
    To feed her fire without end.
    I’ve no delusion, no pretend:
    My combustion is her survival.


    I know a girl whose seldom seen:
    She’s the eternity of my dreams.
    And between her thighs I commend
    In burning love that has no end.

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