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LL Dec 2024
dip your long fingers
in me     — I'm a lake,
                                       deep,
                                                 dark
veiled,
            calm with desire
LL Dec 2024
BLUE BIRD: if you can't
in one hundred and forty
characters, then don't
LL Dec 2024
they say looks can ****
but why does mine want you stripped
warm — and on my bed
LL Dec 2024
if drowning in alcohol allows us
to forget things long dead — while
it tries to resuscitate that part of ourselves
we buried with them
— no wonder they call it

a SPIRIT
LL Dec 2024
you ought to be hanged
for the way you stare — gold-framed
in a museum
LL Dec 2024
I don't understand
how you can be more tempting
draped, than naked — you

you — standing still, strong
like David and Venus — un-
drape me already
LL Dec 2024
skin — your skin — excites
the hell out of me like it's
fine art on the street
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