By B.K.
Date: 2004 Nov 02
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The Slow Curve

I know
It's the hot melt that you crave
The warm overflow
That steals your soul away
The slow curve of every nerve
That fuzzy peach dawn of every love song
It is that volcanic rise
That excites every corpuscle into play
And Darlin from that very first day
It has.. and will always be.. this way

(c)bk