I drink from the corner of
your eye like it’s a cup
of substance, maybe it’s your smell,
or maybe it’s your sight spilling forth
over your cheekbone like the slope
a waterfall follows down to your hipbone
on your body mimicking paradise
in it’s course and direction
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