Sunday, August 4, 2013

Lost verse to Clouds


Lipsticked kisses in the dark
Laughing horse rides in the park
Grasping nails make shoulder marks
I’ve looked at sex that way

But now I see a mirrored face
Same enraptures, same embrace
Love’s not changed, just life replaced
With straight the same as gay

I’ve looked at sex from both sides now
From yin and yang
and still somehow
It’s sex illusions I recall
I really don’t know sex….at all

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