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Lunar Waves

These lunar waves

Of arousal making me dizzy

And how often do I

Imagine how you’d behave

Amidst the flames of profound arousal?

The answer would perturb you

This pencil would snap

Like a whipped dog

If my fingers could conduct

The force that seethes

In the hollows of my bones

I am capable of the delicacy

That defines the monk’s contemplation

But it is spare tinder

For the fire that burns within me

I am not a monster

Chained to a burning building

I am a loving monster

Whose passion leaves

Bruises, who offers wine-dark excitement

And all you have to do

Is show enough courage

To ask for it.

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