fall down a deep groove and stay there for a while

honey combed

through my gentle spring curls

summer has me sticky


to your electronic void

pour some organic soul

into my wounds

sunsets for snacks

and romance to dance to

over candlelight and red wine


take a dip

in the funkadelic

dry me off with your



let me have a drag

on your jazz cigarette

rhapsody and blues

rhapsody and you

into the spiraling echo

of poetry

and purple.


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