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The slip-n-slide surrender kind
The grunting growling primal kind
The down and ***** earthy kind
The c’mon light my fire kind
She
She taught the wind to fly
She is hello and goodbye
Prismatic reflections
The verb in a sentence
Written across the sky
Hug
I need that
tiptoe spring loaded
jump up into your arms
wrap my legs around your waist
bury my face in your neck
as I collapse in to the safety of us embrace
Lay me over bended knee
Lift my skirt and you shall see
A blank canvas for your hand
Awaiting your firm command
I deserve it. Just look to the last poem
Your words wrap about my neck
A Silver charmed tourniquet of
Compressing asphyxiation
A twisted wringing roulette
Freckles
The visual clue
To my imbalance
Preserve
Scrap book body parts
Keep your jams
I’ll keep my hands
Floating in the shelves
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