One skin.

Two bodies,
But
One skin.

When you weep,
Salt tastes my lips.

When you draw me,
Our one skin
Thickens.

When you read to me,
Because it is you,
I hear every word silently,
For when your eyes
Acquire them,
So do I.

Your thoughts are
My thoughts,
Mine, yours.

So we speak but little,
But love each other
Quietly, with much fanfare.

And

When you write,
It as if you write upon our
One skin,
For I am your tablet,
Your sole/sol/soul composition.

So stop kissing me
and
Write upon us.

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