So romantic
this life,
when mightily played.
When intellectual duty turns a stale bark,
the time has happily crept to center stage.
Time.
Time -
For stimulation of a physical kind;
to laugh,
to drink,
to float.
To throw back one's head
with lack of shame
and full with passion.
Pass me the heat -
the time approaches
to lumber once more.
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