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night type

drawn here to finger you
through words keyed at a distance

belly full
eyes heavy from
sleepless love

(surfacing from dreams
to you in myriad curls;
an bared neck,
an uncovered hand

palming a wrist
rapt awake
branching towards you
in winter tree filtered dawn)

yearning awake
lapping lake

night now under your hat
tugging my curls
lower lip licked
jaw rolls towards you

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