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7.  A Song in Shadows

No public park is safe from my love for you.
Peel off the eggshell corduroy of your jacket,
Kick off the burgundy leather of your sensible shoes.
Strip off the crimson of your anaconda shirt.
Wiggle out of those jeans, take me in the dirt.
 
No street is exempt, no species, immune.
Blow up the sun, tie down the moon.
In the deepest of dark, the blankest of space,
Through impenetrable galaxies,
Nothing on any world can be
Unblazed by my love for you.