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Jul 2014
i would like to(between your lips)
become
(my own lips)and
my body–

                 my kissing



                                     .become


the tight rose of
your garden doused
in youth

where                  very

unvagrant

i would like to always house
my fists;


more open more unclosing of
petals, *****

distinctly clothed in the aroma
of your thighs

(–i can imagine my face being only
good only
of wanted flesh
upon my cheeks when
they are with your cheeks ) and please

can i give them
to you my
lips my
kiss
my
fists?
PK Wakefield
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