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Shiver

It runs from neck nape
to tailbone –
a ripple, a tremor,
a shudder and shake –
and your kiss
the pebble that skips,
the faultline that slips,
oh my oh my
your kiss
the zip and the break.

You run right through me
every time
every time.

This poem was originally published under the pen name Gabriel Gadfly.
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