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Thermometer
Your cold palms against my exposed heated cheeks
stare into my silence, pull your body close
These days are slippery, we vanish for weeks
absence won't appease, I'm ready for my dose
The serum holds the answers, comfort you keep
plunge the sick in the depths, the healing that you host
Visible change in minutes...fever subsides
A nurse tends to his call and slips him inside.
stare into my silence, pull your body close
These days are slippery, we vanish for weeks
absence won't appease, I'm ready for my dose
The serum holds the answers, comfort you keep
plunge the sick in the depths, the healing that you host
Visible change in minutes...fever subsides
A nurse tends to his call and slips him inside.
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