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This box says I'm supposed to write my enthusiasm for the topic. If my poem can't do that on its own... it obviously sucks.

slowpoetry

Slow

I find myself craving
slow
I am naturally a quick, get it done
survive it, get past it
productivity
kind of
girl
maybe that is why there is a
deliciousness to
slow
I covet slow
I dream actual dreams
of slow
slow dinners, slow walks, slow stories, slow fires, slow breaths
slow
achingly slow foreplay
simply plain slow sex
followed by slow cuddles
incredibly slow Sundays
syrupy minutes hanging like honey
and nights of juicy conversations that take
whole weekends
and kisses
the kind of kisses
the sun is happy to set on
more than once



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