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Speak, clairvyant mind of hers
and I'll bring a steady ocean,
to place upon soothing hands
a numbing touch of new risque.
But with words unable to form
anxiety streams freely in air,
as inner voices toss between
the desirable and the easy.

Speak, clairvyant mind of mine
and forever show affections,
for the girl with cosmic glow
in her pale, enchanting eyes.
But how long is too long to wait
for a chance to hold her close,
while I ponder near the ocean
unable to bring it safely home
until she seeks it of me herself.





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