Bonded

A blanket fort

Built upon

Solid foundations

Let us make the world

A playground

And here I point out

The floor is lava

Tickling gets me cut

So I make you laugh

In other words

And ways

Kissing you

Like we’re the pioneers

Of some grand new art

And afterwards

Taut with want,

I squeeze your throat

And have you say my name

All games

Taken so seriously

They’re indivisible

From life itself,

Bonded but testing it

To see if it’s

Real

 

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