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“until you sigh like evening’s breezesmile with revolutionary ease”
on the canvas of a dance floorarms become brush strokesflourish, jabfeet etch feelings
tightrope walker. thirsting for water.too-big feet. wide eyes looking down.timid…
ice click-clacksin water brought to lipsits noise underscored by the peace of Sunday evening
heartachemy sunset eyesinherit expressionfrom blood flowing in your bodyestranged.
your scent is calm earthI draw you like lines of fateto reclaim skin, mine.