I burn with my desires
And I burn at night
The sweat you see trickling
Is neither sickness nor fright
I wish for Dionisius,
Pan or even Poseidon
To do with me what often
They did with the mighty Priapus
So far, they never came
At least not during the day
In my dreams is where I seek
The love they keep for me.
Dec.12/2011 , Vancouver, BC, Canada
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