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A mutual agreement between lovers It’s dark and he slips off my socks. It’s dark, but the light is leaking through the cracks in the door. I kiss him where he glows. The corner of his lips, the side of his chin. Engulfing. I am endocytosis, wrapping my arms around the quantity of his matter and bringing him closer. I kiss him on every finger. Absorbing. He whispers a miserable joke, I tolerate it. He whispers “I love you,” I imitate him like a parrot. He is pleased. Placid, equable, tranquil. That is the feeling. That is the sound. That is the smack of pursed lips. That is, fondness, in the same. A mutual agreement between two lovers. Both socks, off. Like dissolves like. Oxygen diffusing over the membrane of all that our life consist of. There is no higher concentration, we are evenly one.
Posted on: Sun, 16 Jun 2013 23:28:22 +0000

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