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  • I crave the slide into bed

    after a long day of work and living

    let my mouth give in

    to the gravitational pull of your heart

    and skin, find

    in complete darkness--as a hand

    learns to know the location

    of a light switch--

    your position, the sift and release

    of your breath

    lift the soft back of your shirt

    (It's cold, you may

    moan), kiss this

    lone spot

    of flesh and spine,

    let my chest and belly align--

    no, melt

    for a soft, fatigued


    on the path

    of your body's

    poetic line.

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