it is like a fever
what has become of me
a body
secretive and aching
stretching between sheets
pressed against steamed tile
i think of you
slipping saliva across
flesh covered ribs
fingers
burrowing
between bones
you are a hope
a sanity
you are me and i you
each individual and singular
two of us
one us
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