I climb ramparts of desire,
Lady of loquacious speech,
visceral pronunciations
from this deadly height I leap
into warm collecting waters
with thee, all of thee, beneath.
Ensconced in the wavelike movements
fixed securely to thy moor
moist firmaments unleashing
madness in thine velvet shores.
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