the joy

morning sun's vapors
slid romantically through my ajar window
to energize my being

tenderly, they whispered
to feel inside me some gold sensitiveness
whose howl waits for me

the sky pulverized the joy
transpired in the sub rosa talent of a city
where once i loved to be

(it smiled a memory at me
anguished by an unmanageable desire
with fangs and husky voice)

(it unleashed into my mind
the taste and wildish passion of someone
never met but deeply felt)

(it arched my every inhibition
by caressing the neckline of my imagination
a domineering untrue kiss)

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