Intake.
On time\'s very edge change trembles discreetly
while silent I trace from midnight wait
the welcome breaking of dawn.
Like haloed eyes light-discs assail horizon
and scatter black patches as tide\'s shift,
sighting sunrise gilds its form.
Pulsating with force day bursts its aurora
as jeweled flashes on ocean\'s face
coats breakers in scintilla.
Such awesome intake this token on cliff-top
of unbroken performance as beams
rush to complete dawn\'s finish.
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( Now a bit for Friday Fun-Day)
WINGING IT.
Book me for no one-night Love flight,
sky-heights only serve to bolster my girlish reserve
as quick-flings to me never looked right.
I need no Mile-High incentive,
no pill or potion or passenger-brews for emotion
will make me more passion-attentive.
Force me to use no fore-play things
amusing as toys but only to sort the men from boys
who have not a scrap of understanding.
My amour-taste is plainly for straight,
no chains or spankings make me comply, frankly
nothing could teach me to tease or bait.
Find me a Club that puts Love first
where tenderness renders me fit for surrender
for that I never need any rehearsal.
Winging replete to another plane
with feet grounded by norm\'s earthy sounds
soars me to bliss again and again.
Show me dimensions where soul
contacts heart and breaks records for more
larking than mere airborne moments.
Mile-High one-flight guys who like
such delights never quench my kind of thirst
for this girl prefers earthier love life.