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i am loaded with you,
woken with a turning hunger
my fingers on your skin
warm here after you
i squeeze my thighs again
heart choked i let you in
listless longing ache
just to sleep again
and satisfy these kicks
let me back to dream
so i can trace the veins
and make it to your lips
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The last stanza could have easily stood alone as a poem. I like what you've created her. I assume that it is a deeply personal piece with JB a reference to the person this was written for. You load you verse with such power. Great work.
