| ride wiccan tea into wide wiccan depths of you allover me flight becomes weighty as i wait for your return never neverland ride hot wiccan breath allure into wide farout eyes together planets rock part of this sheltered unearthly singsong drink of the cup not ordinary stuff never before nectars of you me and hairs of feline stardust laugh wiccan laughs into astral ardoured leg wrapped night july 1/01 |
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