DEFEATS OF THE FLESH by emma z.

my eyes stare at
your body
my hair falls down
freely
my hands hold unto
a bar
my breasts shake
my lips all wet with
your lips all wet
my tongue moans
for your name
i am on top of you

in this struggle for
freedom
this revolution of
love

we come at the apex of this climb
we surrender
all in defeat to the powers of our flesh
you & i

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