Terra Forming
in that little pop-up town
I wanted to be tearing off your clothes
caressing your thighs
each stumble so precise
the scene fixed with haste
until it blurred
sex dripping
on the moon
sliding this way
and that
this love
we are so careful of
has its daggers
and its stripes
parting is cheap
the earth scrapped bare
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