you take me there
wherever there is
this drugery flees
for a heartbeat or two
I promise you
it’s s not boredom 
that tugs my hair
just the breath of you
or a million more 
changing me 
a drop of you 
turns into a hundred thousand
flooding my sex
this pattern cut
you so easily alter
either perfect
construction in one word
or seams ripped in silence
perhaps that song
you write
the one you hold
in you throat
awaits breathlessly 
eager to brush
against my skin


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