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The Thought-Fux
Rising in my hand, your Delta, an
Impression of heat on my fingers,
your
Mouth warm and hard, we met just
A moment ago but the chemistry
Is animal, I undress you, we
undress
Each other and the chemical
coupling
Begins, of lust, foreplay, hesitation;
the
Stink of skin and the fox is in,
the page is printed.
poem
by
Lucas Shakespere
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