Because: The Lovers.

Because there is a box of secrets,
discover it, prize the lock, come in.
Because there’s not a square of skin, by tongue, unpainted, glistening.
Because, at night, I lay puzzling, dreaming.
Because I am beneath your gaze,
I can see inside your soul, needing, wanting.
Because I am the answer, freely solve yourself upon me.
Perfect, for one moment, rejoicing.

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