Octopus
I decided that two legs
aren't quite enough
at times when I
wrap them around you
not enough skin on skin
not enough to seize you
I could be content
I believe as an octopus
eight times happier
multiplying my touch
tasting you with my
succulent suction cups
you in my grips
making you drunk
with my confusing cloud
of love ink as I
take you away to my
colorful coral reef
and mold my eight legs
to your body
and change my color
to match yours
both of us now
camouflaged as one
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