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nerudai want to read your bodyneruda
like neruda poem
written in braille,
my fingers searching
the pages of your skin,
gently brushing away
the hair that falls like a silken bookmark
across your face. i will work my way down the page, hands
trembling with excitement, anticipating which words
will follow. fingers will linger in some areas, reread, so that on lonely nights like this one I will
be able to recite the subtle nuances of
your neck or the mystery surrounding your navel. I would try to interpre
hw r u?
r u thr?
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b hAPpy...n
Always KeeP SM! ling...
-MO!N SHAIKH
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