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I sway, seduced
by peppered promises
Made. In
the lazy air. Silk
in the sizzling, sweet jazz.
Exclamations, Proclamations, Declarations
jest. Fools and Clowns in love
waiting impatiently.

Glittering confessions
Sit. Carelessly perched
right near the tip
of my soft,
weak
tongue.

--circa 1999