Pickup line

I’m racing—
And you?

Tonight we dance with ballerinas
Spanish guitars choir the evening seashore
Can you hear the hushed strings
The bow across my lungs
Before I open my mouth to speak?

I love you
I’m mad for you!

The way lightning strikes the sky
Partners with thunder to storm the night
Astonishes sand from its slumber
Carries in sightless tunnels
Towards the soft ends of your hair

Come towards me

Along stained planks of mahogany
While the ship goes asundering
The waves thinning and crashing
Beneath bows raised
Poised for the orgy—


If only we could sing our opening notes:

I love you
I love you

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