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A Poem by Dane
Armed to my teeth with a glass of pale ale,
deparching an amber quench reclining my style,
parked at the cleft of this bar,
I tranquilise my mood..
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A Poem by Dane
perspirance,
sweating perspirance,
A lagoonal scout my initial reactance,
poised on its lip in deliverence,
Slipping into the luke watery ambience..
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A Poem by Dane
Before the new sky has oranged on dawn,
your image stimulates me,
fluid skin to the touch offers up ebullient energy,
forging reactive pleasures ..
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