I wore your sweater
and is the sound of your home
the smell of your mother
the color of my eyes.
I marched
your sweater and embrace the memory of a marine environment.
skin emits
your taste nectar and honeydew keep me I was captivated
as an insect pollinator.
I show the bark of a bear you are
resin on the bark
slam against each other but eventually we
wet honey.
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