cyanotic

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  • First Date

    Will you unzip
    me? My dress,
    yes, but all other
    parts besides: a
    tongue locked behind
    teeth, thin nails
    hooked against a palm,
    a chest tightened
    fast by old stays.
    Is your sweetness
    of word enough
    to begin?


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