i didn't think it would
be appropriate to call it =
"BLUE BALLS" ...so I
BEHAVED... I'm
being as haved as I can!
The sirens sing songs
of longing to the
blue moon of winter,
blue-hearted drum
of the seas.They offer
it pearls,minute moons,
votive images wrapped
in blue seaweed & dance
it the dizzy dance of
the tides.
Rafael Jesus Gonzales
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