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those northern italian boys
with their fair skin
can be just as hot
as the dark
i am lying in bed next to one now
breathing like a man
sleeping like a porcelain figurine
dead as a corpse
still as the dead
a hot breathing corpse
the undeniable smell of a man
he speaks italian
even in his sleep
i dare not wake him
not touch his fair skin
he might not be real
