Puzzle Pieces

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You, I don’t understand.

Maybe I’m not meant to;

But the puzzle keeps

Pulling,

Tearing,

In my mind.

Your silence is deafening.

Your time, limited.

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Yet, curiosity keeps calling,

My name.

Desire keeps whispering

In my ears,

While running her hands

Up my thighs.

I think of you

Impervious even to your desire.

Words of self-confidence,

Insinuations

Of your other-self.

All are tightly wound,

Hidden;

Taking your essence –

Your breath,

Your life,

Your being.

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