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Jul 2020
M.
A drug
An inhale, exhale
I bend, you press
We hold and we lean

Through sweat and salty skin
His energy pulses through me
In momentous bursts
Of pain and pleasure

Uncertainty and unrequited love
Dance inside my womb
And flutter their wings to make their exit,
With the fragile whimpers of my breath

In a final act of exertion
And a careful execution of timing
Our performance comes to a euphoric end
And I fold back into myself,

Hoping to take a fragment of him
with me.
Blackenedfigs
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Blackenedfigs  27/F/Here nor there
(27/F/Here nor there)   
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