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Blushed Romance and Foreign Lip-Lock

We sail smooth runners iced and swelled, in teas of black with Chinese talk-talk.   Lay your hands on me, such smoothness tickles; my fuzz and temptations – you feel.   It’s our room on Boulevard Saint-Germain where hush-hush is our … Continue reading

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Where Are We Snatched in Time

We stopped what we were doing and went down west. Outdoors marching among the steel or within the wooden cities – we prayed escape, while running to big trucks of green, two-seater furnace runners and American steel. Gone and rid of papers, … Continue reading

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A Discharge in Dirt

Born dead with blinding light, we escape the mouth of time tugging back. Riding the light and the charge, it is a one-way straddle feeding the volts. Look up, gaze down – it’s where we end, a discharge in dirt. … Continue reading

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