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Take me through
Your ritual
Til I am glazed in sweat
You ask me if I’ve had enough
I say,
“No sir, not yet.”
He is water on fire
Exotic hamster
Invisible high wire
He is thick warm moss
Climbing up the side of this tree
He is spiral giggles
And I like that he notices me
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