Warm blooded within chilled skin,
my toes a twist in pleasured motion,
your an unlikely gift from a seedy bar.
Of vintage thought you transcend in real time,
white line my skin with your appetite for the now,
your teeth tell the story, bringing up a braille of goose flesh.
This is so un-real......i'm seeing in black and white,
a supple queen in hard core times.
In simultaneous peak we draw breath,
as our human equation comes to a close.
The regulation $50 remains on the dresser,
we'll meet again perhaps....in another life.

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