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genometric drawing

genometric drawing

A symptom of the atmosphere
– presses itself against my backside

I turn and offer my lips
– hips drawn to move in circular fashion

He moves his head ever slightly
– to whisper in my ear something between

verse and prose

I drop my skirt and offer my hips
— tongue drawn to move in circular fashion

A symptom of escaped solitude
– presses itself inside of me

I moan and offer my sound
— found in the depth of an ocean

he moves his hand ever slightly
– to touch on me something between

pleasure and pain

I drop my mask and offer my face
— heart drawn to beat in percussion

Symptoms healed in tandem

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