
"if you were a book
I'd lick my fingers and flip your pages
until your spine creased, and you lay spent
with nothing left to offer.
then, I'd cup you in my palms
and read you again."

"if you were a book
I'd lick my fingers and flip your pages
until your spine creased, and you lay spent
with nothing left to offer.
then, I'd cup you in my palms
and read you again."
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