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Visitation
Brush against me
while I am dreaming
rising from the slumber
but not so awake
that I am aware of a real world.
Pull on me with your mouth
tongue the ridges of my tip
your hair across my belly
but do not engulf me
...not yet.
while I am dreaming
rising from the slumber
but not so awake
that I am aware of a real world.
Pull on me with your mouth
tongue the ridges of my tip
your hair across my belly
but do not engulf me
...not yet.
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