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Jul 2017
when we ****
i see stars
on your
flat base white
ceiling, screaming
out to me:
i feel loved.

we're ***** disgusting
*** on the kitchen floor
we never wait
we don't want to wait
i don't think we've ever waited

i just want to love you
all over until pomegranate
seeds appear on my altar
each day

we fall asleep
snoring
holding hands
smiling
jude rigor
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jude rigor  26/F/north carolina
(26/F/north carolina)   
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