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Thursday, October 29, 2015

You compel me to breathe.
Be what it may, I have no other longing.
It is you that I survive for.
All the matter that makes you, you
Is part of what makes us, us.
Every fiber of my body
Is dominated by your musk.
I bask
You linger
In that perfect moment
You and I become one.

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