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The Journal of Emily Davidson your shoulders and other body parts.
06/07/2004 03:02 a.m.
your shoulders are broad and boundless
which is ironic because they could not bare the weight of boundless love
the curve of your lip is formed like a heart
that's been stretched or pulled
and i think:
i could sleep in that mouth
(warm and tender)
and wrap myself in your tongue
(lush and promising)
and morning's i'd wake up
and twist it in knots so you could not say
that you don't like the taste of me
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