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Jewish: A Love Poem For Matt Keep thinking you're gonna Plant one on Me Like the Boy you Kissed at 19. I want to Find Him & ask how Your Lips felt. I Want to Know if it went any further than a Kiss. As We stand below The Window of your Apartment at 3 in the Morning, Our Dicks Full w/ Beer, Alana sound Asleep, keeping your side of the Bed Warm, I Keep Hoping that You will Smear me with Jewish Kisses. We ate Cold Popcorn out of a Heart shaped Tray. Your Knee pointed like a Compass between my legs, & it was Better than Sex. In My Dreams, I'm Licking your Paint-stained Boots, the Stubbled Skull. I'm Holding your Hand beneath the Bar at Jane Tavern. I am on my Knees ready to do as you Please. ANYTHING When My Skin Grazes against Your Skin, When I Can slide my Hands under Your Shirt, When I Can Feel Your Breath on my Neck, When you Gift me with Kosher Kisses til I see Stars, I can Die a Happy Man.
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