please lean in
bend down gently my
beautiful apparition, our
adverse complements
lurk deep within a
story that neither
can amend
leave it there, or give
it back, but let me in
now I am crawling through
the damp lines, licking your
voice as I slide down
your throat, I am
curling around
your solitary heart
© 3.6.2018 heather brager
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