I invite you all over to my home

for breakfast and tea

just after sundown

we’ll sit around the fire

and have our standard intimate monthly gathering

if you know what I mean, if you know what I mean.

We’ll have a field day among ourselves

Conduct traditional heat

Let our bodies ride the train

And become fluent in languages unspoken

Wake up friends

It’s time to come home

Come for my Intimate Monthly Gathering

I won’t let you leave without a loving hug

© 2002 David Greg Harth

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