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Simple Duet The Nine rejoiced the day  They spilled the ink across your frame, The day they colored in your flesh,   (Made it dappled as a fish) Made the river stones your eyes, Cast a flame about your mane. On that day they had no choice; My gods rejoiced. As I rejoiced the day    I typed out (simple) and your page In all your beauty, simple nude    (untrue to ordinary dude) To be a star upon that hand; (Sweet lady please to understand Me when I lend my wish its voice) How I'd rejoice!

Rarely Roses Oh, slender outlined lady! Dark tresses on your singing body, Pearl of nature, in your honest beauty. (I pray the goddesses have made you naughty) In your boyhood room; revealed a lady swaying To the measure of electric future music. The mind endures through the pulse's racing. Is lust the question? (Then I'll put her to it!) A hungry hand is meausuring your frame, A firm and fickle ally in my grasp; This pen, these thumbs, two hands, a name, Writ large across my cybernetic desk. Sweet hidden women in their simple poses; Blossoms many, but they are rarely Roses.

Her Soft Incisors I wont profane with honesty (or lie) And say I was but wandering this path In search of temperance and a subtle eye Another Sappho or a living Plath. I will but breathe her in and so play coy (As two koi fish do play across her breast) And so as not to angle or annoy The mind admits, her body gives me rest. We seek the images our sex enjoys, Whatever curves are piled upon our brains. The heat of man eternally employs The painted Muse's beauty where it reigns. A shock of flesh, my gods! the mind perspires, Imagining the press of soft incisors.