you’ve become my thoughts.
More, my body feels you –
Not just there,
but everywhere inside my skin
a mild bliss
brushing away the cobwebs of solitude
the cracking thunder
that rifles through the river
sweeping away the ice,
prelude to the lust of the spawn.
We owe each other something
and we are about to pay.

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