touch pad, sa marek (enteractc om)
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i played with your face
the mac whirly whirled
the software installed
it was the seventh basic
real player
it took forever
ample time
i traced you
r left cheek down to your chin
dangled an earing by your right then left ear
(you looked muy feliz)
i touched you right on
the nose
delicately follo
wed up the curve of your brow
the whirly checkered roun
ded then upped around the other
feather-touched the touchpad --
sweetspot of the sugarloaf
went down the right side
of your neck
and rested
in the artery nook
right by the warm croo
k and the whirly whirled and whirled and whirled
then returned to arrow
you know, chica linda linda linda
it's been a dry and snowless winter
