to a magician.

truth be told
i want to sleep with you--
but that is all:
sleep--and that is all.
no private parts:
we will be open
with nothing between us
nothing to hide
under below 
or from each other:
we will be
the cotton sheets:
sandwich of patience
always savored
never consumed.
and all i wish
is to sleep with you:
in sleep i trust 
you will make me 
disappear.

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