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Jun 5
In bed I think you
close to me, I am -
my shapes in your hands
and can forget for a while

My belly on the inside full
of bruises, right there
I long for you, I want to feel
you and not know an hour

Clean and fragrant from the bath
happily ever after
******* and caressing
horsing around immortally

Do what I can do, dream
Take my mind off, change
my horizon until you are here
and eat something in between
For Maria Godschalk

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