Costly Cab Fare

Enchanted illegal taxi cab
hits highway running wild
The perfect setting for your magic
I'm just an innocent, a child

...and you work subtly

Warmth and garlic from your lips
pulls me down too close
and your hair ensnares me
head-to-head-to-shoulder pose

...I do avoid it mostly

squeezing gently at my wrist
you melt my self awareness
with a magic powered spark
it burns away to nothingness

...hand-to-knee closely

Softly sighing in contentment
your potent magic chanting
brings about a shift of pose
lips close to lips, panting

...end of ride comes shortly

The other slamming doors
urges on the complex casting
and kissing is surely sweet
but not lengthy in the lasting

...and the fare too costly




Poetry by Karl-Johan
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Written on 2008-09-15 at 22:09

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