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Zombies ON

A loop around
her waist
and hips,
the sunlight
on her finger tips,
every columned
curve and trip
a hula hooping
stirring sip.

First her motion
moist and slick
gyrate flaming
candle stick,
then the bar
she raised full well
twisted spine
and heated hell.

Top to bottom
load and bell
spiral incantations
swell,
these are what
is left in mind
when I simply
walk behind
and waft
the treasure
of her tone,
or touch
the measure
of her zone.

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