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Illicit

by Joanne Marisa Leow
I've been struck by lightning

Last night
a dream
so delicate
it left her heart aching

was it you?

her back towards him
"is this too close?"
"how close is too close?"
he says
"There is no such thing"

Your warmth
The calm of you
your breath
on my neck
such unknown
                    tenderness

For you cannot belong to me
To me you cannot belong.



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