My Dream Poetess

One day I want to convince a poetess to fall in love

I want to read a poem she wrote about our first hug

I want her to mix ink with her blood and describe my body inside of hers

I want her to explain the pleasure she had when our visions blurred

I want what we had to be a something she couldn’t explain or resolve

I want her to be the only riddle I could never solve

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