Poetry

Inhale

written in 2025

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Our shared world

takes root

in breath.

Eyes and fingers

reach, when allowed,

then rescind.

No use lamenting

what could

have been.

What was

was sweet

and can still

summon a

soothing damp

between my thighs.

What a surprise

to share

your space

again

my playful

brown haired

lover friend.

I wrap you

in my world

once more.

A perfect

delicious

inhale.

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