The little girl inside was begging to come out

She had to give in to the voice inside her head

Taking off her clothes, she climbed on top of him

She wanted to be loved, she wanted to be free

He knew she was the one who'd stay up late

The one who'd listen when no one else cared

He let her tie him up, she let him wear her clothes

He wanted to be loved, he wanted to be free

They spent their time together

Regardless of the weather

They made love in the forest

and resisted thier arrest

The powers didn't like the message that they broadcast

They had to go underground

The government was scared that they'd become influential

They had to stay underground

They talked about it all, nothing was taboo

They stayed up late at night, gazing at the moon

She graced him with massages and tickled at his feet

She meant the world to him, sex was a special treat

It was a Magical Mystical Lyrical Lust

His Fractal Natural Radical mind had found a real friend

The world was now big enough to keep the psychic secret

His peace of mind was guaranteed so long as she was in it.

[Untitled] was written Aug. 5, 1994.

This Poem is Copyright (C) 1996 by Donald B. Hodges.

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