love's hands

love's hands

are upon me

a massage of foot

and calf and thigh

and groin and belly

and breast and arm

and neck and head

I lie prone

I lie supine

I let it in

I let it devour me

such tender cruelty

this impassive overtaking;

I lick love's hands 

the tongue tastes

the blood of two

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