
deprived (of sleep)
the way my mouth works at words is somewhat
different to how you hear it in yours-
i see how u feel
but my skin touches your breath
nearer and nearer to the smell of that taste
now
i know how you love me by the way you eat-
bites big and neatly chewed slow
mouth perfect O, wild and witty, wide generous cave
warm carols come from it this time of year;
we kiss mouth to tongue to mouth
and our teeth get in the way of our mouths;
we devour each other with lips hugging
lips kissing lips feeling and feeling hot hot
white hot teeth chasing tongue
then you leave
and i can go to sleep
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