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i am

walking

somewhere

on

the verge

of

waking.

i dream.

i grasp

your hair

your throat your

wrists your hips.

you.

press my lips

tightly

to your

locked

heart and soul ,

find and hear

and match

the neatly

pulsed

rhythm

contained

only

within you.

and

then

awake

to

a new

and

sudden

dawn.

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oh honey i know

now: your delicious layers

concealed only porridge

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I don’t think that

we need to

talk bout the reason

that

i am

tied up

like this

uneven

k/not

life comes down to a

heartbeat and lungful of air –

i don’t need your touch

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