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There’s nothing sexier
Than a hipbone, protruding
Ribs your lover counts
With his fingers one two three
Tapping on your hollow chest
   You are magic.

It doesn’t feel like empty
Your tender belly full of control
That buzzing in your head
A secret friend, murmuring
She alone understands why
  You must refrain.

Earn the power that pulses
In your thinning cheeks
Triumph in the growing
Space between your thighs
Free of your own desires
  You don’t need.

You are not like them
You are one of us
 the graceful
 the exquisite
 the obedient
 almighty resistance
    Now come along…
Posted 09/04/14
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