Something - Poem by Magdalene Carmen
there is something
about you, before me, dressed.
the throbbing in my head
uncovering you unknowing.
you, before me, not seeing
my hands have moved,
fulfilling in explicit pictures
this almighty push to get
to your absolute nothing-on
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