skin sweated like paint wetted the paper
mouth open invitation for taste testin'
ten different kinds of salt flavors,
ear on the earth, lips on the wind
truly curious? be my guest and let your mind rest
give it more fuel for day dreamin' in your absence,
palms on ice, feet on the grass
the day shall pass as people on the streets
while we wait for water drop, like glass,
fresh flesh collages legs arms in rawness
we concoctin' long lastin'
lozenges for longin'
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