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Star Dust
She was
written
into my light
between
a poem
and a puff of smoke.
There was an ember
along the lines
that set my heart
ablaze,
like a wild fire in me
awoke.
Electric current,
a pleasure to touch,
like a man
made member,
a fuse in the rough.
Over loaded
with a sense of lust,
the yearn for more
skin and star dust.
written
into my light
between
a poem
and a puff of smoke.
There was an ember
along the lines
that set my heart
ablaze,
like a wild fire in me
awoke.
Electric current,
a pleasure to touch,
like a man
made member,
a fuse in the rough.
Over loaded
with a sense of lust,
the yearn for more
skin and star dust.
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