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Aug 2014
My toes felt a cold wet body rub against it,
Too close for me to move.
A neck circles my ankle,
Cooling one of my weary feet.
Around my leg it tightened.
My thigh it licked.
Submitting, shivering with confusion.
The bone of my hip cupped, grabbed with force.
Full of intent, it climbed like a vine.
My naked back, my bare body.
Finally it rested on my shoulder
With its tongue on my jaw.
Cath Chiu
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