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Vasopressin/Oxytocin.

 Vasopressin/Oxytocin.

Ulises Vargas 

April 23, 2026. 


First I gripped you not knowing 

would you flip and chew my throat out 

would you lose the tense and lay 

would you come back cooler,

if at all?

Does the silence need noise to know

or can my heart beat for the both of us?

All this warmth:

do you know it’s all yours? 

Are my hands comfortable there? 

Let me see those eyes.

Hold our stare. 

Pull closer.  

Could you let me in?

Could your heart beat with me? 

Could you let go, please;

let go of all those worries.

There’s never such reason, baby. 

I have you now, baby. 

Breathe with me now, baby. 

Press against me, baby. 

Have you ever felt:

felt as real as this, my heart? 

How’d we ever fall for anything else.

Where’d all else go, anyway? 

Who cares now. 

Blanked and dovey. 

You’ve never slept so well. 

Lazy sheep and wooly shepherds. 

Whisper songs.  

Respiratory winds. 

Don’t get up, baby. 

Peaceful skies and wispy dreams. 

Pretty self and sweet smile.

I’ll kill anyone for you. 

We’re one. 

Twinkle eyes, 

lazy lids. 

Let them look at you. 

I’ll kill anyone for you. 

I gripped you knowing you were mine. 

My heat burns for us. 

I’ve got you, baby. 

Press so close your veins squeeze. 

Press so close our bodies lock. 


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