I can no longer distinguish between what's been felt and what's been dreamt; even so, I remain, as always, yours.
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I'm hesitant yet I start; I fall apart but you guide me.
I hesitate, you literate,
You teach me to entice your body.
I hesitate, you literate,
You teach me to exploit my body.
While we descend, skin upon skin,
I have, once again, become lost within the fog of your intentions-
I've given in.
I hesitate: "Is this not a sin?"
You counter and literate:
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