Dancing naked 'neath cascades, 
my eyes are blinded by the water 
as I face the safety of a dark cave.
I feel nimble hands snake around me
from a tall skeleton casting shadows,
blocking the sun's diamonds
from illuminating the red apple peel
of my closed lids. I know it's you 
by the movement of skilled fingers 
supporting my full breasts, and I become 
one with the little sisters of Niagara.
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