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Aubade (Poetry)
Aubade (Poetry)
so drenched
dripping
in
you
though mouths are dry
and lips fear
to part
we have slept
on consistent thread
before midnight italics
straightened
and shifted upright
by morning
sleeping again
on nail beds
draped in pillows and a duvet
that holds your scent
and wears it
proudly
like a favorite perfume
it is no small task
peeling soaking wet fabric
from adhesive skin silhouettes
but the bath is draining
leaving porcelain ringlets
where bathwater stood stagnantly
and bodies sitting where they’ve soaked
naked as they came
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