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fork on the wall
Folder:
cast your lips parting
and my kiss
responding
words drool out desire
only in the context of
a system of phonics
on the back of your neck
my caress under your hair
an image that forms
like a sink
shaped like a clam
says
leotards
must not
catch
fire
wouldn't you love
to make like dogs
if only for the feel
the contour of the roof
arches the ceiling
there is room for rug burns
and cocoanut lotion for
a massage to a new adventure
how about a biscuit
that swings into treasure trove
the feel of my belly
against your lower back
in the language
quadriceps ovations
dirty money in the tree house
that suspends a rope ladder to
your smooch
