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2003-03-04 - 8:44 p.m.
do you remember thenight, that you read neruda verses to me
a I lay curled against your torso, my body in the shape of an S against your straight chiseled lines and your hands tangled deeper and deeper
into the feathery
soft vines of my hair, with every gentle breath,
between the passionate eclipses of neruda's poetry and your sexy spanish voice dripped through the summer
night, like honey poured from a spoon,- and ohhhhhhh the sultry mediterranean way that you rolled your R's turned the S of my body into silver ripples of coiled desire, like a sinuous snake writhing
under water, swimming against the tide, I beseechingly begged you to translate the words for me, but you chose to translate with your mouth and hands and.... and....then the book fell gasping to the floor and the S became a frantic Y ( with hands pinned behind)and then a pleading X (tied and twined) and finally a perfect O until hours later we we fell crashing into dreams, in the shape of the S again, like silver spoons smoothing each other out.
old starlight - new starbright
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