Love, Making II

there is sweat
that makes your hair damp and cling to your cheek
and turns your face turns pink and red
blood flushed

my wild, beautiful woman
your neck is speckled in plum coloured rosehips
from my mouth
and from where your shoulders now bear teeth marks

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