LOVE NUMBER TWO

  BY EMPRESS

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where do you stop/ where do I begin
when my soul flies into yrs
and yrs mine in
with yr strokes up
and my strokes down
until the air is
heavy
smells like
sweating
separate
sex
but feels like
one flesh
braided by eternity

keep threading
my needle
with yr thick string
cure my insanity
with the pleasure you bring
and ill unstitch yr
velvet cries
with my thighs
and unravel
the satiny smoothness
in yr eyes
with my grinds
until hair sweats
and knees quake
and even brief separation
makes our bodies ache
when lips forget talk
and
legs
will
not
walk
...then I'll ask you again
where do you end
and I begin
mingling of spirit
nothing like sin....

 

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