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Nov 2017
kinesiology, its the way she touches me
and maybe it's feeling now, god.
i used to read the books where she would tell him
his fingertips felt electrical.

not faraday or franklin,
she is a genius without them.
she is the field, and the circuit
and i want to be her switch.
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