Sacred Poem



and this is not god and
we are not holy

we are drowning and we are
fucking and
none of this will ever end

and this is your taste and
these are your teeth and this
room has always been blue

my hands have always been
sliding up between
your legs

have always been afraid to
let go and
your legs have always been
wrapping around me

your name always
spilling from my lips

pure sweetness like the
juice on the tips of
my fingers  
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