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I want to feel you,
against me,
pressed against my bones.
Fusing with me
Like two bricks of Lego
subsiding in a tub
awaiting playtime
Stuck together
Until pried apart
By strong fingers
The two flat parts
That cling
Together in such a way
That teeth have to be slid
in the crack
Until they are torn asunder
Leaving the builder with bleeding gums

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