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Noli me tangere
“Touch me knots”…
are of the hidden
where no one aught
and some may don’t
even dare to go…
~ for the ride
“Patience”…
a naughty I AM
with impatiens yet
~ for The One
“Growing thought”…
was thinking to see
in a row of shade
it sought to be
hidden…
even to me.
“Buzy bees”….
seeking lines
of a silver cloud
~ touch them not
said a hazy shroud
it was just then
~ a tambos thunder
became a very
out loud…
”….gypsy come run…!”
with bells of the bear
feet doing dance
in the clouds of air
”… be impatient!…”
~ for I am here!….
touchez-moi des sorts!
“Touche me
lots!”…
a Touche of eights
~ in a game of sorts
~ Two fore.play
”…where are you?...”
20 by 20
seats aWay… x
.
she’s a babelfish....
”... noisy
show needed…”
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