Non-Erotic PoetryTreasureTumble tales from your lips
the next time I talk to you.
Tell me how to get to the X on the map
I am following the broken dot clues.
Or have you already taken me far enough?
I think it’s high time to let go
sink in this sand you’ve surrounded me in
there’s treasure right here, I know.
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