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Jun 2019
The rays of
moonlight
through the
curtains,
highlighted
her body
that was prone
on my bed
in all of
my
'push button'
places.


Like;
Duran Duran
I was suddenly,
"Hungry like
the wolf".

And also like;
Duran Duran
what came next
was my
"Reflex'.

I mean... ..

After all;
like
Duran Duran
there was
going to be a
"New moon
on Monday".
Written by
The Concrete Poet  M
(M)   
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     ---, Cné and S Olson
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