I’ll never see you
Naked moonlight
Ideal dream proof
Ends in life
Over the hills
An empty gaff
There must be
A pleasure dome
Give me laughter
Like a secret
Let me take your photograph
In the desert
And the tent
In the steamy mist and hazy
Insurrection
Of desire
Memories lope along unspent
Let me burn them
In your fire
Where your promise
Lives and Writhes.
02/01/20.
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