Magnetic Poetrypublic - created 03/06/04 |
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and the moon lingers night
I touch the drunk universe
which devours champagne stars
from the pure breast of time
I cry to fly
and long for thee to bring me thy passion
so that this kiss will miss less lip
and we who blaze where the top let out
may taste red pleasure through our
more liquid hunger
Written in 1997 one night after a bottle of red wine.
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