polarized circus-post coital curtains

Torpedoed
My aching middle
2000 miles away.
Telepathy.
I imagine him so consistently.
Holding, kissing me
That it’s like
I’ve never lent a part of we
To rot in the rain.
I-
Whole again,
Thank YOU.
Good job;
Good talk;
Top story:
Two out of two
Are clogged.
One of each-
Erosive.
The One we are-
A bit like God.
A little country/
A tad mod
Our love sultry,
Free,
Broad.

Torpedoed
An ego-riddled
Riddle
To let go of my human.
Trying to disperse
As I’ve been cursed

Bedridden..

Pen in one hand
The other –
Soft.
Wet.
I feel you wanting me
Though I’d rather feel you
Filling me in
With your pen

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