Body, Body! call upon the memories of touch
When he loved you,
Stroked your shell with His unsteady lips
Made moments of headed worship
Tip touching, caressed and finger grazed
Body- Skin dream of his feel.
Conjure his hard quivered case
Kept close and smell His neck
Sex sweated beneath erect
White feather comforts
Dream of him, Body, in gloried life
Sit and tremble in distant loss
Bring it close, and hedge the pain
To kiss his phantom lips,
A thousand times again
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