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Jun 2019
God knows no love like the kind you give me
When you are ravenous in your giving--
When you are hunger within hunger;
needing me to receive you as you give yourself to me.

We are Dionysus feeding himself.

And as you slide a grape into my mouth,
I feel your teeth pried open
as I slide one into yours.
L
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L  28/Non-binary
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