Parlor Scouts (The)
Moonlight Bicycle Ride
i hear my way through
the dark
siamese heart
where you end i start
on a moonlight bicycle ride
the perfume of ferns
whizzes by my willow wicker
bicycle basket is the sycamore
leaves casket the undoing buttons and zippers giggling on the moss i love the molasses slow peeling your clothes off i can't see you when i
try
only in static from the corner of my eye
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