"You come crash, into me...and I come into you
And I come into you...in a boys dream..."
this bone of his bone
this skin of his skin
with nothing to own
placed lovers within
once born of their night
blessed tasting their earth
still seen out of sight
adds weight to their worth
this rib he had tossed
brings joy to the chase
true passion at cost
placed lovers by grace
~moses apollo
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