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Ode to La Ba
Your cold metallic grip is strong in my hand
I lift my head to kiss you and take a deep breath
Your lips are firm and yet caress mine
I send wind through your mouth
Your smooth, sharp, song
Strikes a chord
In my soul.
All other
Sounds
Subside
I wish to hold your lips to mine eternally
Yes
Enveloped in this shrill, sweet, serenity.
Yes
But I have promises to keep and family
Who
Would
Like
Some
Sleep
Anyone get it?
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