• qaynaat 11w

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    i love
    like the blind loves
    groping
    the soft water of the body



    drifting
    in the surges of the flesh
    serenely lapping
    in the uncountable, rocky



    nooks and crannies;
    i'll love you
    like comes darkness
    seeking



    cool and breathing,
    narrow slits of light.
    i'll need
    you.



    - sea cave.



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