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overwhelming
2002-10-21 - 8:11 p.m.


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Thumping heart

leaping out of chest

I lean down

and suckle at her breast

making love to my love

in my love's dingy, messy room

(refuse abounds, I don't know

anything is found, all darkness

and dirty ashtrays like land mines,

clothes flow from the closet,

wastebaskets overfilled)

not caring about the past

the present or future's fated weights

just the desire

to be inside her

as always,

overwhelming.

 

 


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