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The talking
stopped with a kiss

your breath now
floating in my blood

the glow makes me sad
knowing how it goes on



I wrap myself around you
suck you into my desire

of doing everything together
till you slip away anyway

steaming
separately but happily

without saying a thing

Poem 1175
Amsterdam, 2017-03-09

Collection: Heart's Delight 
Keyword: Love: sex 
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