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2011-06-10T22:37:00-07:00June 10th, 2011|Relationships|

The privilege of your flesh

Years ago
you gave me
implicit permission
to kiss you.

Back of your neck
lower lip
your earlobe
when we’re both sick.

I no longer need to ask
but I also no longer
thank you
for the privilege
of your flesh.

It’s an oversight
for my gratitude
is as deep
and fresh
as the last kiss
I stole.

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