A full puff

of air

filled my sail

lifting the need

of my soul

pushing me

with lovers hands

into up and over

settling into

my ears

oiling my

breathing parts

nurturing me

with the strength

of a rushing train

heavy on

metal tracks

rolling with running

blowing steam

crazy with sound


the crowd

like a thief

with eyes

of jewels

pulling in

and covering


the jazz


with comfort.




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