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it was in the dreams of the boy man
before his sinews became ink and leather
before the highway became his shield
and the dawn his only adversary

she was an ocean, that woman of night eyes
with the shimmering of skin and sounds
that were from her soul's depth
and her love was the undulating tide

her breasts were the sierras in spring
jutting heavenly into sky mind sighs
jaunty was her sway as she seduced the clouds
and tempted to arousal even the mind of god

she was the dunes of death valley summer
her shifting thighs a dancer in verve
the writhing of a gypsy was her wind music
the damp of her crying a swelter's kiss

but when the man boy was awakened
by but a whisper from her smile's brim
and her eyes brought lotion to his scars
without the dreams could he know her charms

that because of love had yearned him blind

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