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She's here.
And it's just the two of us.
Everything else ceases to exist.
Each touch is electric.
Early subtlety fails
And each caress is direct
Getting our messages across
Hands run along
Similar patterns
yet different surfaces
Beneath our skin,
Limitless energy
Behind our eyes,
Our limitless passion
Spare the words
But three or four,
“I love you”
and “I love you too”
Our warmth and our sweat,
Our electricity
Our eyes and our bodies
Our connection
The wall we keep throughout the day
We let fall with ease, to feel contact.
The End
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