imposter

your lips have set up the hour
when you want to be kissed
and by who

but my mouth, — imposter, —
unpredictable… kiss you now
to steal your sleep

basically, recidivist as you know,
in the prison of your mind,
i'm locked

i'm locked and i'm boiling, —
i'm boiling and steaming, arousing
each thread of your dreams

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