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twelve seventeen am, a long distance runner











Why do men fear a woman's sex?









Is it our ferocious nature,









our tender positions,









or the love we have to give?









He is an ocean apart from me,









from my body that craves his touch,









and my mind that needs his stimulation.









This is what it feels like to be alone.











2008-07-24