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Word Calibration In G Major
Word Calibration in G Major ‘Don’t worry honey. No one walks this way. At least, not at this hour.’ The neons inside the dark house, Across the street over there, Are aglow with ghostly shadows, Flickering like strobes in slow motion. Just our car parked here now, and No one is around. Nothing Except Dream faeries dressed as opossums. We are alone at last, and It is time to touch firm bodies together. It is time to be alive once again. Your top two buttons are unfastened, I see. Shh, be still as I unbutton the bottom two; My left hand knows where to go; I will now kiss and caress your soft perfumed neck, As my searching fingers follow their bead. ‘Shh, what’s that sound?’ Loud voices coming this way, Formless voices strolling by on parade; ‘Shh, duck down and don’t make a sound,’ As we continue to kiss and lick excited flesh, Embracing in silent sweat, Ensconced under a flaming white blanket, Inside a lavender blue ’72 Land Yacht. There is a moonless sky outside, and A creeping fog beginning to settle in. ‘Ahh, I see that you are cold, honey. Here is my hat, Cover yourself.’
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