Make True Lovers …

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Do you realise
we’ve never showered together?
Or watched TV in mutual harmony?
Our eyes still stumble on each other.

When you snore I’m comforted —
a life signal from the deep.
I lower my bathometer
to catch you floating
in the bathtub of your own blood.

A strong template,
unabated spirit, embodied aspect,
conjunction of wishes,
my fleshed epitome of love.

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