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Indian Boyfriend

dot-
not feather
my "English Patient"
fantasy
[sans turban]

androgynous,
brown boy
earthy-
soft, round
bovine
eyes

your skin
(liquid amber)
exudes
curry and
third-world
musk

as you
wax
poetic
whilst referring
to
thermodynamics
and alternating
currents


I marvel at
that purple
foreskin
with awe
 [terror]
as you recite
Gintanjali
and lick me
until
I
scream.....




Written by Marciline
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