"But it is not just the sex, or remembered sex that makes me think I love Michael Weiss from Brooklyn, now, seventeen years too late. It is the way he refused to own me, no matter how much I tried to be owned. It was the way he would not take me, he would only meet me, and that only even halfway.
I think I am ready for that now. I think I am ready to be met."
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Sounds beautiful.
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