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Where bodies roam without knowledge
or need of anything safe their own moment,
searching quietly so as not to stir
the dreamer's ocean, left calm
not disturbed by the slightest ripple.
Trace in time (though it is of no bearing)
a form to be understood in.
Choose a form tender and pristine,
shine pearls for eyes, with their prism vantage
this world is so much more breathtaking.
Curl into me, and speak with
hushed breath (not words for
what can they express).
Stroke in the most effortless way.
Conserve your energy and try to resist
passion, for forced emotions are empty.
Craft round with soft hands in the sand
and shift its weight to blanket us.
Bodies sleep in an eternal embrace,
sharing as they dream
an understanding of what has
been born between,
between them.
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