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If You Love Me... Megan
...map my body in the stars constellations of flesh wounds healed to crescent stars where you can trace a tongue of Latin syllables to bind me
...ring my body, aureole hands around my waist an echo of Saturn orbiting my vastness
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...name me sunlight in this abyss no matter the miles I will warm you, through the atmosphere of breath between our lips
...taste the milky way of milky white skin, gravity guiding our revolution we are tied, like Jupiter’s moons to the hulking red of this reality
...see the inevitability of our ruin. Cosmic bodies leaving trails of ourselves in the night sky, the heat of each night together dissolves what we are
...be my memory, the lingering light behind closed lids the cricket-whisper over a body that you made a constellation.
