i know a girl,straighter than a prairie highway double-solid
but one night with your body, would turn her into the cabot trail
your shoulders and your straight stretches
your loops and your beautiful bends
would turn her into a trans-sexual
to experience your trans-canada
the word miracle has been made as cliche as the needle in the haystack, by hallmark and human mouths
but i know a real miracle and that is this:
each night, i get to park my body alongside yours
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