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by Matthew E Housch 
some day
behind those
gleaming eyes
will sag
your bag of
blood and bones
the golden brown
skin
i can’t stop kissing
will melt
away with hours
on an hourless clock
and those sweet
candy-red lips
i brush with
my artsy eyes
and rough tongue
will be the thin
lines that hang
between your cheeks
can my lust
keep
trudging the
same path
o’er again
will i love you then
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