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And should we dare to take the leap?

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And should we dare to take the leap?

Shall we go then you and I
Beneath the dark embittered sky,
Embracing dear the tempest cruel;
Proud upright Lear and timid Fool;
Mere stardust flung to shiver here
Captured on this celestial sphere;
Destiny but a weighted die,
Sanded time; grains slow trickling by?

Eyes twinkling at delicious sin
Mischievous mouth a wetted grin.

There is another tale to tell;
Of Peter Pan and Tinkerbell,
Of journeys to the morning light,
Eternal youth and futures bright,
Cold Cava sparkling in a glass,
Bare feet dancing through wet grass,
Heated bodies with smiling eyes,
Rampant cock, spread quivering thighs.

And should we dare to take the leap,
Become just one more sweating heap;
Sacrificing our me to us?

Roughened bricks raw rub skin
Nipples firm from cold air’s caress
Tottering on one too fine heel
Peach sundered
Drenched and dripping
Buttocks smashed mercilessly
Stiff worm plundering captivated me
Is this love or is this lust?
Panting, quaking, pouting, trapped
Pinned and skewered on his cock.

The coffee in the cup is cold;
Wrinkled fingers resigned, old.
Let’s give the spoon another stir
Around the dregs of a faded year
And peer into the sludged remains;
Wondering if we should dare
Allow the breeze to tease our hair,
Answer now loud clarions blare,
Step about the swirling drains,
That pull inexorably down
To where owned atoms kiss the ground.

Eyes sparkling at delicious sin
Mischievous mouth a knowing grin.

The Uffizi is long. The Uffizi is hot.
Golden immortals hanging from every wall;
Unseeing eyes balefully record
The footfalls of the invisible crowd;
Whispered voices a dying fall,
As if they make no sound at all.

Heated breath about my sex
Eyes staring unseeingly
Tendrils damp tease my face
Languid laps
Knowing fingers
Hips thrusting, body taut
Sweat sheened and glistening in the darkness
Is this love or is this lust?
Body pirouetting perfectly
About his dancing tongue.

Our feet do step upon the beach,
Freed toes do wriggle in the sand
And surf does play about my skin
As you hold me gently in your hand.
Wandering along the shore,
I turn to view our fine progress;
But we have left no mark at all

Others will sure follow us;
Will virgin beach proclaim their own,
Run fleetingly across the sand,
Our nervy steps to them unknown.

Eyes gleaming at delicious sin
Mischievous mouth a smirking grin.

Now shall we dare to take the leap,
Become just one more sweating heap;
Sacrificing our me to us?

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