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Bring me your ache
My beloved one
spread them out
like a tapestry
waiting to be
unfurled
show me thread
on embroidery
as my hands
glide over
stitching,
lay your lips
on my forehead
let them burn
into me like
hot wax,
leave me
marked
by you.
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