Poem -


Ifear your grasp
It brings death of sorts
It changes you and grabs you
Like a boat heading for Niagara Falls
 I just helplessly cascade over.
The way your very breath when
you are near me
Makes me shiver with desire.
i fearthis thing I am infected with
For this has no cure.

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