Once More, My Love
This night I shall dream
of your bedazzling green hair and panther-eyes.
Wrapped in echoes
of your mellifluous arm-music,
I long to sip from your mangoful lips.
In my dreams,we fly
on the exquisite winged eggplant of redness
skimming vast continents
of elbows and horses.
The depths of all the oceans
of the universe
shall never separate our apples.
Brilliant as singing escalators,
the seas greet us from afar.
In the twilight we feast
on chocolate-coated hedgehogs
and tender stealth bomber hearts of love
Adorned in white silk, we pluck
our thundering love chimes
from our knees.
I press the lightning
that you wear around your neck
against my elbow-muffin
so that our mangos melt into one.
You will always be
my little Magdalena
cakes face,
the panther
of my own singing eye of love.
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