Looking forward
Looking back
Ever onward or
Off the track
Biding time
I marinate
Fermenting wine
To an altered state
For the moment,
Solo bliss
In my dreams
Your sweet, wet kiss.
Your body and mine
Should intertwine
When ever ready
When it's the time
No use to press
No need to force
Ask "Who's the water?"
Ask "Who's the horse?"
Led to each other
No need to think
We share a thirst
It's time to drink.
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