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Pati Fanm
playfully
she scampers across
my vertical horizon
a the very heights of R.E.M.
There, she hides......
...Pati Fanm
she stirs me from my slumbers
with the rhythm de samba pati
the serpent dances
one eye, can not see.....
….but he does feel her presence
and his fingertips ruffle her
soft
dark fur.
a distinctive, low pitched moan
calls me over to her
and we dance
pressed against every suggestive undulation
I like the way she moves
flowing like rain from a gray, sable cloud
she soothes my hunger, she makes me high
Pati Fanm
stroking her ruffled mane
doves cry
beneath a purple rain
she calls to me
from my deepest sleep
gentle arousal
sensual thoughts dare creep
O Grimalkin.....
…...she slays the dragon
laying my black serpent to shame
she scampers across
my vertical horizon
breathlessly,
I call her name,
my desire
Pati Fanm
( pronounced " päté fäm " )
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