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Wasp In My Glass
by mm Season
Like velvet paw
your touch intrudes soft
on my lips, unadmitted
unannounced
so that in horror and wonder
I explore
until discovering the violator
I recoil appalled
at that softwarm kiss
at the catastrophe
you nearly were
but ahead of alarm:
the intimacy
of your insinuating caress
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