At Long Last

Lush lips draw from me

Heat, sensuality I never was mine

And blood, for in my wandering

I touched the body of truth

And found self worth in the empty space

Called solidarity

You make me feel

So brand new, so existentially pure

That I forgot what it was like

To be naked, and without this sixth sense

Realizing we were all made to be one

Are my fingertips not enough?

Must you also take my namesake

And with it, forge a new being

That even I know not how to approach?

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