tangible
it's true
faith eludes me
i believe in relationships
faith in spooks
and thunderbolt hurlers
and tomorrow
rings hollow are constructs
but you are real
i've felt your breasts against mine
felt the heat and heart of you
there is no supposition
or doubt
or creed or text or pulpit
or judgement
only you incarnate
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2022-02-05 at 14:59
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