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Spreading Joy (Edit Jan 2014)
The spark that fired my imagination,
found me,
early hours dreaming.
Closed the door you did,
remembered the catch clicking.
My comforting blanket spread
Upon the dew,
where you did lay me out awhile ago.
Let's talk window shopping
you said.
It's open for business sweetie,
come,
come on inside
I said.
Fired me up you did so..
spreading joy,
fueling my emotions to the point
of begging to peddle my wares,
on late night corners, standing,
before leaving me in the early hours,
leaving me
dreaming upon the dew once more.
come,
come see me,
witness how hot I've become
all for you.
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