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Jennifer Paige©1998

Take me dancing,

Take me sweetly

In the cathedral of the woods.

I go down on you like silver

Behind the waterfall

In the whispery mist of autumn.

Your flesh a tapestry against the stone,

Beaded with water and sweat,

It glistens without sun.

Your eyes of tempered sky

Hunt your pleasure from above.

Search the meaning and

Memorize the eyes of my stare,

My mouth as it encases you

            There,

            Barely breathing,

            Caught in my silvery web.

            Heat thick and deep

            Like sleep from

            Poppies…

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