Under Cover

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Under cover of darkness,
you make me smile.
I give an inch 
and you take a mile
of my heart
to unravel 
and drape 
across our bodies.

I want to stay like this — 
soft, no shell,
your touch molding
the places that hardened
under careless touches,
calloused by persistent pain.
You have done
what I could only do
in vain.

We find out why
we are starved
for each other,
we are 
hunger and fullness;
a simultaneous oneness.

Don’t stop
this transcendence,
even though
we never planned this.

We can stay
under cover of darkness.

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