Seduce
i feel what isn’t
really joy seeding my nape.
goosebumps
rich as constellations, yes.
heat of Leo, mystique of Gemini,
fluster of Cassandra.
i wonder who dares.
what avatar of never
chases me through
these currents of doors
to spark the fresh sprint of blood?
who knew the coiled serpent
in my spine would crave?
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