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Feb 2012
I'll breath in life
through your damp mouth
and watch your fingertips dance
across my skin
like tiny tornadoes
twisting my aura between
your ink-stains
our breaths will become one breath
and our bodies one body
no words to express our orbit,
our silence will say it all.
Jessica M
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