For A Sensual Athlete
D Denis Mair
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Voltage too high for the faint of heart
It's some kind of fusion reaction
Against the edge of naked action
Shooting rapids of the soul's river
In an elastic flesh-colored raft
Drops of spray intersect with light
An eternally expanding implosion
Defying walls of sedimentation
Snapping back from collisions
Until ripples in her nerve net
Light it up like a christmas tree
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