June 29, 2004
treehousei want to love you
and watch
as your moans catch the breeze
linger for awhile
just outside the windows
amidst the rustling leaves.
and then ride
up, up, up, up
beyond the trees
through the heavens.
dodging planets
racing stars
weaving through constellations
encircling the moon.
swirling cosmonauts
of your pleasure
and my desire.
10:54 PM
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