Breasts like lanterns
overnight call
love hikers
I do something impossible
when the moon creates
tiara hair
red-haired woman
wind shows foreplay
before the man's hands
quiet hiking
along the body curves
Now is not the time
be headed for
feather islands
is just a gentle
whispery night and
Cuban night like
of the hot humid night acres.
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