beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Word

Want to go somewhere

And shut the fuck up

Together?

Lay down and curl together

Form the word we’ve believed

Ourselves to be

How we carry it inside

Lonely in a quiet phrase

But I speak to you

Hear 

See

Feel me

Fingers against my fur

Stroke until you fell asleep

Shift to accommodate

The warmth

The word we give expression

To

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