6.7.00   Moon in Leo

What does one see when one sees a muse?
How do you think?
How does your heart feel?

Suave and sweet with half a brain...
actually, i think you are quite intelligent.
A brain and a half, maybe.

I feel you think about me...
There will be no escape if i ever try to hide.

Are you as strong as i am feeling?
Whatever makes one want a muse?
Why did i leave your phone number sitting by my sink for so long?
The world may never know.

Passing.  Fancy.
A fancy passing, passing through like liquid...
but i'm here, and you were
and i want to see you switched on.
I want to see you lit up.
I want to feel your fire from a distance
and watch you.

I wanna get tantric with you.


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