Intimate Moments

They sat on his bed reflecting the same colored eyes back on each other.

His hand was touching her face and gently tracing her lips with his fingers,

as if they were braille and knew the secrets of world.

Subtle exchanged words of,

“I love your mouth.”

and the reciprocated response of,

“I love your lips.”

Dangled in the space they occupied together.

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