By Star of David
Date: 2011 Oct 18
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Disappearances

I want your heart –
All 300 odd grams of it –
Where your lips are

So I can sink my teeth into
That resilient muscle
Until I am sated

Until I can learn to accept
Disappearances – the hallmark
Of being with you.