My dark star

Warm beams of light pulse
Lazily
From my dark star
Mostly late late at night
When all that’s left up
Are the naughty girls
There you are –
Glowing.
Malevolent ideas form in my
Pot-holed mind
Where – like a slow-mo accident
Trying to be kind
I unwrap your sweet
Contented grin
Gaze deep deep within
And grasp
And rub
And ever-so-slowly begin
Watching you burn
Blazing
Your amazing
Deep dark way
Through yet another one
Of those malicious,
Yet sun-warmed
And all-to-play for
Days
With your simmering, sensual
Warm pulses of lazy
Light.

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