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Template’d
Physically worn
down and out
no place I’d
rather be
than pressed
into
You.
An accidental,
An incidental,
template ironed
over Your frame.
Molded into You
and baked within
Your body heat,
You toast me
to sleep.
Physically worn
down and out
my body remembers
and each fatigue
event
finds me in
happy repeat
and I
retreat
for more
sleep
into
You.
down and out
no place I’d
rather be
than pressed
into
You.
An accidental,
An incidental,
template ironed
over Your frame.
Molded into You
and baked within
Your body heat,
You toast me
to sleep.
Physically worn
down and out
my body remembers
and each fatigue
event
finds me in
happy repeat
and I
retreat
for more
sleep
into
You.
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