how
can a beautiful
woman
with two long legs and
brunette hair
enchant you so
how can the
moon
be moved to make her
yours
long-legged gemini
i'm
on both of my knees
selfish kind of
love-
my sensitive
cancer
need
I wish to love you;
but to tell you
is
foolish
so I
wait
wait
wait
my masculine
soul
in hiding
hoping
wishing
waiting
like a sad quiet poem
on a summer
night
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