Action, taken at a distance Back when such things were in play; Candy, flowers, evanescence -- Dalliance along the way -- Every day and night grew closer, Finally, the engine starts; Grand design and exploration, Hands and torsos without hearts Immature, but fully growing, Jokes and riddles, rhymes and puns, Kisses by the gates of heaven Lasting more than anyone's -- More and longer, yes and better: Navigation by the stars Over seas and undercurrents Past the blurring lights and bars Quick, across the city landscape. Running down the alleyways Sheltering in rain embraces Tension, then release with praise -- Ultimately, finding empty -- Varicose though they might be -- Wandering, and lost in sorrow, Xenia-fed ecstasy -- Youth and pleasure, melting, falling; Zest and foolishness, their calling.
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I love the prancing, dancing, rolling motion in this!