Sweatlodge calls...

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Sweatlodge calls to me from afar

   but I shall not succumb

      (unbearable agony)

I refuse to gaze through the

   methane haze of vapor
      (you hover my secret lover)

Don't ask me to sit across from you,

   already well aware of the

      unfinished business between us

Your eyes on me naked in this

   earthen womb, your contrition

      reaching out to me where

         touch is forbidden

   

   

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