No I only We
Coupled grasping shouting sweating - O!
Filled.
Then empty. The grass tickles.
A breeze crackles palm fronds,
smells like ripe dates.
I look at him lying there snoring.
I wish I could remember more, but there's only
this wet spot I'm lying in, and sweat drying,
and that O! that beautiful that full feeling of We,
the fragrance of ripe fruit making my mouth water.
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