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Click hereCan what runs down your thigh be love?
Who does it hold, me, us or a culmination of names from your past?
Do you think of them when we lay together?
Do they make up any of it at all?
One in, one out, a finger then a thumb and one to suckle as you’re filled.
Are they all me or do I share you?
That smile afterwards is it sinister?
When I fill you like that does your hand reach for me or someone else?
Your finger takes the point and my tongue follows,
“ here “ “and here”
Why do you close your eyes, is it to see; who?
What runs from you, me or memories?
When I stand and leave our bed does gravity pull him down alongside you?
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Tess