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Honey Dip your finger in honey one by one glistening buttons slip apart at lip's touch tread the tender mountain path at slope of dewfall your thumb will trace out the shell curve of my ear I turn my face to your sweet-scented palm press it to my mouth sorrow melts away like the ink of the squid in clear water your sweat forms a pool in my navel, or my tear falls, turning through space to splash like a sigh on your skin there is no tomorrow though dawn glows pink there is only flooded heartbeat confluence -- and fusion

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