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Swallow the Sun
I curl into nothingness
while you make me over with stories praising
everything you love and hate.
Tell me what I want to hear
and I promise not to believe a word of
what you can't help saying.
Swallow the sun, to
insinuate and flow as I writhe and coil
beneath your gaze.
Taking it in, yet you
haven't touched me once, only your voice
dripping words onto flesh,
sticking to the dampness
that puckers and yawns with each sensation.
It's all I need to know
as my spirit gravitates instead of imploding
without the drama.
How much easier now
to crawl inside me and bring the sun with you.
while you make me over with stories praising
everything you love and hate.
Tell me what I want to hear
and I promise not to believe a word of
what you can't help saying.
Swallow the sun, to
insinuate and flow as I writhe and coil
beneath your gaze.
Taking it in, yet you
haven't touched me once, only your voice
dripping words onto flesh,
sticking to the dampness
that puckers and yawns with each sensation.
It's all I need to know
as my spirit gravitates instead of imploding
without the drama.
How much easier now
to crawl inside me and bring the sun with you.
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