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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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