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1
i want her
without having to lift these wicked words
water drips from her hair
“i want her,”
but
i want her.

2
across the room
steam from the slow sliding shower door
tongue at my upper trapezius
i turn to her.

3
my head is hidden or is it dark
against her skin, against her
i cannot hear the water running anymore.

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