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Jan 2011
Let these tears fall
and drop
sending ripples vibrating
outward on the surface of
soft skin.
Feel my tongue against
that hollow
of your collar
a small pool
soon forms and my tenderness gathers.
I lap at that resivour
when you hold me close
to regain lost compassion
that the world has so brutally taken.
Kimberly C Brown
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