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Twelve Steps Below the Sun
By
adagio_sabadicus

Twelve Steps Below the Sun

Tags: erotic
In lieu of awards and applause,
Beneath the spotlights
And opera glasses of good taste,
I prefer solitude when clouting,
At Twelve Steps Below the Sun,
Three fingers of the rum.

My scripts of curbing at midnight,
Streets of red lights and bordellos,
Silence of enquiring whispers,
Odd-lots my communal 'stablishment,
Solicitously about my fanfare
And gracefully down to the bare bones.

In honorable profession she edges,
Betwixt her daily due,
The cornices of the stages
And the tall pole of brass.
The happy hours have delivered
And condiments have turned to flesh.

On pooling of the common keep,
In evermore we twain
And circling of the daisy chain,
In lieu of awards and applause,
At Twelve Steps Below the Sun,
Three fingers of the rum.

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