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It's a year ago this week

That I came across your thread

It began when we started to speak

And you invited me into your bed.

"I'm bi-sexual" I told you straightway

"I bat for both sides you should know."

"So am I," you replied, "when I play -

Sit on my face and I'll devour your flow."

I did as you asked, it was fine

We now regularly eat one another

Your cunt juice is like a fine wine

I couldn't ask for a sexier lover.

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

Brilliant.

A little eerie to me but I love it nonetheless.

Anticipating future mortality.

Deep and a little unsettling, yet this poem is reassuring: we are all experiencing the anniversary of our death as we live today.

And what of Olwen’s poem? The Little Death, one year ago?

Two outstanding writers with a special bond!