a poem

words drop
from my fingers
into your skull…

from my soul to
your belly.

and you hunger
for more than I can give,
but,
i give more
than you need.

do
u
want me?

do you want the key
to my
chest of word
play?

then love.

and love
me,
freely.

hedonistically.

sacredly.

and
I will
give you
more.

so,
please…
love me.

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