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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