Laying
Skin to skin
Impossible to tell
Where she starts
Or I end
Her arms
Mine
Her legs
Mine
Secured
Around mine
Our breath
Weaving
Our bodies
Kneading
Our thoughts
Bleeding
Into each other
The beat
Of our hearts
Paced
The thread
Of our being
Embraced
Lovers
Laced.
© Atwell Speaks 2014.
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Published on July 12, 2014 08:00