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Shutters

You're in my way
straddling a reality too bright for me
my twilight refuge invaded
by a son of the sun

your scent is salty and warm
it fills me until my nostrils flair
your beard like pine needles on my face
fencing a mouth wide like that of a whale

your presence drags me backwards
out of my dreams
onto the scalding pavement of the here and now
and I sizzle furiously

bring me my shutters
to dapple your light
before you ask me anyhing
tonight




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Publicerad 2023-12-04 06:22



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