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plundering the hostess 

a ribbon of thunder and spark is aimed at my head
also open thighs
now tight clenched

your words welcomed, steep against my calm Sunday afternoon
steel balls strung just so
stealing the appropriateness of an innocent meeting

calm does not last
fury and stiff resolve
replace clear skies

you mention passion
I see you,
you give me reason to abandon or stoke my pirate ways

I pray camp under pine near sand
dressed in little cotton triangles
we roar, fucking the rude waves 


3/30/04