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[kohaku1977]

Communion

my flesh melts
on your tongue

my breast dissolves
beneath your desire

my ears turn to wind;

roots reclaim my veins.

My stomach disappears
with its lunar twin

water taking my will until

I am reduced to a glimmer

boiled down to a spark

sifted into tiny stone

that has many wings
nesting inside your palm.

Jewel