Snailsong
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Sting a new song
into my skin,
launch your love
dart, let my mucus
taste your hormones.
Swap sperm with me,
spend a dart on my
whorled shell. Let me
carry more of yourself
than you. I’ll lodge
my essence under your pore —
so gentle you won’t even
gasp when I pierce your skin.
Slip up my shell,
let me lick
the tang of mud
from your belly.