Close II

Flank-biter

You touch the place where my breasts join my body,

At the side.

You trickle down my stomach.

The wet of your mouth

Giggles me to the close.

The next morning I rose with you, dreamily close.

You kissed me and I felt your hand in my hair,

Again.

Sigh into me,

All bad feeling lifted,

I sink into a feathered world.

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