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  • Gary Hunter

Our Musical Mistress - June 26, 2021

I know deep joy

spews inside you

when she performs

What race or age

or gender of man

does not plead guilty

to coveting this creature

like fine wine with eyes closed

and buried in a comfortable chair?


and I bet on reading this

you might call on her

to pick up an instrument

and play something

for you

suddenly eager

to get up and dance


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