February 2012
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“I woke in my own bed, dazzled in my senses, invisible prints and tracks on my flesh. After such thirst, to have him lie on me and drip kisses into my mouth; later, to feel his sweat and trembling, and to remember all this now, with his scent still on me: delight, delight. Certain embraces, certain cries and pleadings in the dark coming to mind, I turned over and cooled my burning face in...
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