she fills me
swollen, like the stomach
of a woman aching to give,
birth to a life, she hopes
to share with one whom she does not know,
will ever be
she fills me
swollen, like twisted
ankle bearing too much, weight
of a heavy heart, wanting
what it cannot carry, alone
it stands thick
she fills me
swollen, like summer
thighs spread in heat, under
clothing sticky with sweat
from a body waiting for, a breeze
a cool breeze
she fills me
swollen, like a mountain of, desire
caving in, walls crumbling
an avalanche of feeling, flesh
rushing down slick hills slanted
into me
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