You know your lines,
Feel my touch,
Respond to it,
Open your mouth,
Make me feel
What burns between us,
Surrender to my authority,
Strong enough to bear
The dizzying flights of
Improvisation
Even as my feet bleed
From the steps,
I bear you aloft,
Light in my hands,
Say my name,
Fuck
Dance,
Grow little and
Arrange yourself,
Listen to the music within you,
Your hand on my chest,
As the music
Plays on,
Hot like juices
Flowing,
Say my name
And I will
Make up the steps
From here.
A tangerine it is…
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