O my days all blue
With loves like suns that warm and
Burn us up all through
*
Hot nights of turning
On the spit of sleeplessness
Feverish with you
*
Blazing together
– Days and nights of endlessness
For making love to
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Freddie Omm
September 2020
Hot nights of turning
On the spit of sleeplessness
Feverish with you
– that’s one way of putting it, emphasising the quite unmistakeable feeling of being staked through, impaled and filled to burst, that comes when one is straddling the hard unyielding rod of a lusty sleepless lad.
Ah, memories, memories …. possibly ones which will revive (in) reality?