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Falling stars upon the Caribbean
Heat baking down to my bones Wishing for a spit of dry land & Marooned with a lady of nice tones
Mirages dancing out on the water
Out on the flight deck for the breeze Need to flesh out my humid mind Fantasies alive out on the high seas
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The impossibilities of transcribing the heart
Finding the usual tricks do less than impress Flustered; tripping over language Like when you see Summer’s first sundress
Yet we still have to exist in nature
Bodies moving slowly as the sun rises Love’s hibernation deliberately stretched The disguises that passion often emphasizes
Cautiously keeping patience in this heat
As the mercury continuously expands Rushing to the shore to discover relief Risking the mirage & being burnt by the sand Like this: Like Loading...
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Such a beautiful specimen
As I’m sailing through a mirage Blue waters falling into crystal eyes More interested in her décolletage Aspirations following the deep night Knowing the truth of a certain fashion Toe to toe & inequality reigns My only hope lies in enthusiastic passion Like this: Like Loading...