Oleaginous

Slipping into me

as I slip into you.

Slipping out of me, deeper into you.

Slipping out, smoothly,

And I grasp at you…

Grasp at an eel.

You slip further away.

Smooth…

Too smooth.

Perfect imperfection.

I couldn’t catch myself

slipping into your grasp.

Almost couldn’t catch myself.

And now I have. I had to,

before I slid into you,

before I drowned in you.

I almost couldn’t catch myself.

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