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LIPS FIRST, A CHEETAH GASPED
Love of my life
She sang to my ear
Gone from the boredom
Came up next to me
Out of the blue
She came up right into me
Lips first
An icon of hyper-sex
A banner waved in the wind
Salt air chilling
Her most prized parts
Those golden moments when you are one
Sure it will last forever
But unsure of how long that might be
So you hole up in L.A., Venice
An apartment above the sea
Damp air overwhelming the senses
Santa Monica at PCH and the Ten
Swerving up to the bluff
Palisades Park and San Vicente
She ran with me
I flew
She never knew what hit her
I ran so fast a cheetah gasped
Held her breath
Copulating with a wild man
Who womanized her sorrow
And drew up a plan
Which carries on
Children, home, belonging
Long after her parting
Sweet sorrow is so sorrowful' 180605.2
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